Paranoid

[Verse 1 - Pak-Man]
Just left Hatton and froze
Came a long way from the kitchen, smelling crack on my clothes
Whole packs on the road, couple racks on my coat
No cats on the phone, hit the mash all alone
Think I need a faster whip, think I need a larger whip
Think I need a swimming pool, I need a bigger garden, shit
Pakis and my Malis lit
Coming from the trenches where they'll kill you for half a brick
You know how hard it is?
Just to make ends meet, just to pay rent, sleep
All of my friends eat in Mayfair, ten deep
Took your girl uptown, didn't disappoint her
Expensive restaurants, bright diamonds, big pointers
Roof off, got a thing for the Benz drops
OT, I like to cool off cause the ends hot
Cut from a next cloth, everyone around me real
I don't owe nobody shit, brudda fuck how you feel

[Hook - Pak-Man]
Crack and Bobby, MACs and shottys
Blow him out, Biscotti, paranoid, cameras on me
Rappers soggy, they're capping probably
Tryna catch a flight, my hitter tryna catch a body
Crack and Bobby, MACs and shottys
Blow him out, Biscotti, paranoid, cameras on me
Rappers soggy, they're capping probably
Tryna catch a flight, my hitter tryna catch a body

[Verse 2 - Shaker]
I've got post-traumatic stress but I don't post traumatic stress
I've been doing road more, rapping less
I've been spending dough more, stacking less
Truth is I need loads more happiness
Truth is I need dough more, chatting less
Heard they wanna go for a Shak and jet
It's a cold war, grab your vest
Shaker from the blocks G
Pak from the Southside and Meggy from the Lochs G
Really getting guap see, these dickheads wanna bun me
But I could never worry bout you tramps
You're still living off your mumzy's
How you gonna shoot me if you can't afford a gun G?
How you gonna get me if I've always got it on me?
On the field, not the bench, I ain't worried
And if I kill a man in self-defence I ain't sorry

[Hook - Pak-Man]
Crack and Bobby, MACs and shottys
Blow him out, Biscotti, paranoid, cameras on me
Rappers soggy, they're capping probably
Tryna catch a flight, my hitter tryna catch a body
Crack and Bobby, MACs and shottys
Blow him out, Biscotti, paranoid, cameras on me
Rappers soggy, they're capping probably
Tryna catch a flight, my hitter tryna catch a body

[Verse 3 - Megz]
It's Meggy from the Lochs, captain of the Pyrex
My heart's still the same but my phone's done mileage
When I take the piss I pay a nigga all in fivers
I do it for my warriors and my niggas that are lifers
It's cool to be a Mali, I swear I set the trend
I always cracked a smile when the fiend came again
I'm seeing all these changes, getting used to faces
It's useless cause niggas with a name become nameless
The key was attention
They're struggling with feeling, never mention
Struggling until we learn perfection
The money that I'm stacking, the irons that we purchase
Accumulate tomorrow, more evil, is it worth it?
My hands are dirty but my shoes are clean
Wallahi my whole life's like a movie scene
My mother crying cause she's feeling like she's losing me
In times like this I wish there was two of me

[Hook - Pak-Man]
Crack and Bobby, MACs and shottys
Blow him out, Biscotti, paranoid, cameras on me
Rappers soggy, they're capping probably
Tryna catch a flight, my hitter tryna catch a body
Crack and Bobby, MACs and shottys
Blow him out, Biscotti, paranoid, cameras on me
Rappers soggy, they're capping probably
Tryna catch a flight, my hitter tryna catch a body