Skilla Baby

Paranoid

Skilla Baby

The Price Of Fame


Huh, they want me shot down
Paranoid, I can't put my chop down
Riding through my hood, I got my top down
Screaming, "Fuck 'em, " living thug life like I'm Pac now
Paranoid
Told my mama, "Don't you cry for me"
All them chains I bought for niggas, who gon' ride for me?
All them watches I done gave out, who got time for me?
I hit my knees, when times was good, so I know God got me
Paranoid

I can't tell who tryna to kill me, fortunately, I'm living
Club heaven, God please send a sign to me
Cat-like reflexes, ducking bullets, you gave nine to me
Oxy's make me float, it feel like I'm swimming
Arms still in the cast
the music helping me while I'm healing
I'm paranoid, death couldn't even scare the boy
This shit going through my head, it got me scared of myself
Before I let these niggas get me, I'll buried myself
I don't need these niggas, dead weight, I'll carry myself
I gave them everything I got to give
Paranoid as fuck, I'm even trying to jump my shadow in
Walking these red carpets
they done turned me to a fashion head
Somebody tell these niggas
leave me be alone, I ain't got no friends

Huh, they want me shot down
Paranoid, I can't put my chop down
Riding through my hood, I got my top down
Screaming, "Fuck 'em, " living thug life like I'm Pac now
Paranoid
Told my mama, "Don't you cry for me"
All them chains I bought for niggas, who gon' ride for me?
All them watches I done gave out, who got time for me?
I hit my knees, when times was good, so I know God got me
Paranoid

Mama asked me, am I traumatized I'm living what they Idolize
Real gangster, I don't ever panic when it's drama time
Knew I was the man of the family when my father died
And I ain't scared of death, nigga, nigga like me, honor God
Looking at myself, I'm seeing shit that I don't recognize
Wanna spread love, but, nigga, that part of me died inside
I made somebody's mama cry, please forgive me, Father God
I can't tell you who gon' ride
but I can tell who's not gon' ride
Bullets in me, still got up to show that I'm good
Who the fuck said Big Soulja can't go to the hood?
They say I need to take a break
I said, "I'm focused, I'm good"
Told Dash I'ma bust my ass, he know I'm a bull

Huh, they want me shot down
Paranoid, I can't put my chop down
Riding through my hood, I got my top down
Screaming, "Fuck 'em, " living thug life like I'm Pac now
Paranoid
Told my mama, "Don't you cry for me"
All them chains I bought for niggas, who gon' ride for me?
All them watches I done gave out, who got time for me?
I hit my knees, when times was good, so I know God got me
Paranoid

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