Posted on the block, my thoughts consuming
Expect the unexpected because the nightfall is looming
Can't trust my vision, cause the image ain't honest
Could it be a stray or death creeping up from behind us
Got beef with a hood that ain't rocking with us
Caught a few in my hood and seen the footage on Twitter
Got clipped a block away over on Atlantic
By a couple ghosts that's living over on Stanton
To quiet out here, causing me to panic
Hair steady standing up, got me sensing the static
Feeling in my gut, I'm heading back to my place
And I'm hooded up cause I'm saving my face
And we headed back watching street lights for evеry shadow
Every car, every singlе-person here that I know
10 feet away from reaching the block where I stay
And 10 long hours before we see another day
I'm paranoid
Shit I seen keeping me eery
Jy eery feeling like something is near me
Paranoid
Pray to God hoping he hear me
Protect from succumbing to all the shit that I'm fearing
Flashing lights... red and blue, not a good sign
Intermingled by ambulances and a few cries
Judging from the scene from me looking up in her eyes
Weeping mother pleading over her lonelier child
Lights blinding... sirens is deafening
God, I'm having a hard time understanding the message here
No man is perfect til' he's ready to meet you
But God, this child just turned twelve over the weekend
Tears turn to anger, now his mother is preaching
Far too young from having an enemy seek him
Older brother was the target when the OP showed up
Survivor's remorse getting his shoulder sewed up
Vengeance on his face, seen his brother get killed
But the follow up won't ease any of the guilt
Life's a bitch and death won't discriminate
Suffocating feeling that we all try to ventilate
I'm paranoid
Shit I seen keeping me eery
Jy eery feeling like something is near me
Paranoid
Pray to God hoping he hear me
Protect from succumbing to all the shit that I'm fearing
What a fucked up, dark and fake world we live in
I'm not convinced everything we do will be forgiven
Future's dim when Bitch Niggas who Kill Kids
Lowest sin to see Bitch Niggas who Kill Kids
Whoever said "the good die young" had to be full of shit
The good go prematurely, we mourning the innocent
Niggas gotta pay when blood spilled in the street
The cycle goes on, wash rinse and repeat
I'm paranoid, surrounded by niggas who steady frontin'
No respect, no code, no care in front of youngin's
Paranoid, niggas with no honor be frontin'
So you can't be predict whatever horror be coming
It's a war going on outside no man is safe from
Regardless if you be an innocent for a brave one
So when that day come, just be safe young
You don't belong outside so just behave young
I'm paranoid
Shit I seen keeping me eery
Jy eery feeling like something is near me
Paranoid
Pray to God hoping he hear me
Protect from succumbing to all the shit that I'm fearing
Paranoid was written by Devin.
Paranoid was produced by B. EaZYbeats.