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letra de paranoid. - blvff

[verse 1]: blvff
yeah, uh
heard you tryna get a rise out the summer time
want to get a piece of bread i hope you b-tter mine
rain dries in the morning i be outside
takin’ showers till i’m yawnin’ hope you don’t mind
no silence, man nothing but more violence
i’m hoping to god that all of my homies just keep climbing
f-ck all that beef sh-t, we vegan don’t eat gossip
’cause half of the world be postin’ and half of them leave comments
honestly what are you?
been switching between the too
theirs evil up in my city, i’m wondering if it’s you
the colors be runnin’ sh-t, and they runnin’ all over you
like a bruise in your city, black almost always will come with blue
they fighting the odds
shuffle the cards
lookin’ for god up in ya bra
i know we got problems, just shake em off
give all of my time to fly
just to see my homies take off
this our season comin’ drippin’ with the sauce

[hook]
i ain’t f-ckin’ with society
’cause motherf-ckers be paranoid
got no trust for anybody
you motherf-ckers just paranoid
everyone around me, everyone around me
everyone around me just paranoid
everyone around me, everyone around me
everyone around me just paranoid

[verse 2]: k-son
and i’m the type that don’t take nothin’
from anybody that’s flashin’ and fake stuntin’
the type that postin’ the pictures of all they clubbin’
empty pockets hands out always wantin’ somethin’
yeah, gotta go and get it how i’m livin’
i been waitin’ for awhile but i’m still climbin’ it’s vivid
i gotta get it make it mine, poppin’ like grease in the sk!llet
you got an issue, b-tch you bet you can bend over and stick it
i’m so tired of all the lies
tired of all the cries
you tried to apologize but i see past the the fake facade
you worshipin’ all these models on instagram like they gods
and i come through drippin’ with sauce on the fries

[verse 3] books washington
alright now everybody just relax
recline yo seat back
that paranoia you can keep that
keep on your feet clean that dirt off of your kneecaps
and even if you gotta fall back just pick up where you leave at
rest in paradise nip ’cause that sh-t got me on edge
all that positivity and they still wanted him dead
all that paranoia sh-t is probably all in my head
but you ain’t step in my shoes, nah you ain’t walk with my legs
you can’t imagine all potholes i hit on the road
you can’t imagine all the crazy sh-t i’ve been through before
and i ain’t tryna glorify it i’m just lettin’ you know
after you learn your lesson from it, gotta let that sh-t go

- blvff

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