paranoia - day vinci lyrics
paranoia
verse
car garage my 40 acres reparation
i swear i got way too much determination
always been a player never been a shooter
call me an immigrant smock im the intruder
all my souljahs push a range rover
they tryna see if ya can witness jehovah
before you get u a jeweler make sure u got a laywer
make sure u handle ur bizness coz none the b*tches loyal
my hustlers here they b on another level
and i aint had time since the new bezel
nothing but that sticky in the tupperware
last year i spend a g alone on silverware
we only play to win we never play fair
a mili to secure the flat in mayfair
f*cking with the x s u know im talkin pills
out here making paper planes with purple bills
she only gets exited if she sees a mill
ill only get exited if that ass is real
these n*ggaz play pretend but they aint bout this life
4 of my n*ggas already doin life
shooters out here k!lling trynna make a living
these strippers get it popping for the cash we spendin
that panamera like a ghost a up in these streets
allergic to fake we dont need no receipts
that millie on my arm worth a quater mil
that mansion bout a quater mile above the hill
20 k a bottle that sh*t wortha spill
they want have my head they know its worth the will
talking bout this money i done made a lot
talking bout these haters i done seen a lot
as soon u turn ur back they trynna take ur spot
oh lord keep me far away from all these thots
i swear they don’t wanna see me make it
i swear they don’t want this n*gga make it
dem trafrican boys always hustling
mama working on her knees to pay the rent
my soljahs workin 12 to 12 on xmas day
still yall raint trynna hear wat we gotta say
lookin at the stars hopin to c me there
coz down here all these n*ggaz wanna c me dead
spendin more money i though ill ever make
the crib in senegal it got a private lake
oh god i understand why all these n*ggas hate
if i was them ill be salty round all this cake
2 wrongs dont make it right i guess thats why she left
to da left to da left
but life around us n*ggaz just a different thing
hustlin on the corner wit the gang gang
hook
all my shooters here get u paranoid
all these b*tches probably get you paranoid
seeing so much money get u paranoid
smoking like a rock star to ease the paranoia
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