Paranoid lyrics

[Intro]
"Aw yeah, man, what's goin' on, it's KCillion Da Don, yeah, it's and Milwaukee Wisconsin sh*t goin' on right now, you know, 414 love, yeah, it's KCillion Da Don, y'all, went in Walgreens and bought everything off the wall, y'all, yeah, man, it's Foot Locker's number one shopper and my bankroll is a whopper! Yeah, it's KCillion Da Don, man! Northside, Eastside, Southside, Westside, man, we everywhere, man! It's 414 sh*t, this KCillion Da Don. Stop callin' me KCillion, man. KCillion Da Don"
This some 2020 sh*t
It's gettin' out there, it's gettin' out, motherf*ckers gettin' popped every day now
Like anybody, I would like to live a long life, longevity
(Free DC! Free DC! Free DC! Free DC! Free DC!)
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Woah!

[Verse]
See how I'm feelin' right now
n*gga, what the f*ck, what's the deal right now? Whoa
Too much fear right now
n*ggas need to pop out with the gear right now, whoa (Yeah)
Feelin' Margiela right now
Foenem off a pill, tryna kill right now, whoa
It's a lil' scrimmage, ØUTLAW on my pendant
This sh*t not an image, DC off the Henny, whoa (Yeah)
Yeah, I keep it close (Huh)
Big-ass drum, we gon' rock and just roll (What?)
Watch out, b*tch, it's a young n*gga world
Why that n*gga looking at my f*cking cheddar?
Better pipe down, this sh*t way too above your wage (Woo)
Ooh, triple digits on the dash
In that Bentley like Thomas Wayne
Get all my dawgs, put 'em in a huddle, said we gon' be rich forever
n*ggas sick of that sh*tty weather
If it's gang vs. the world, we gon' get together
Why the f*ck would we go out with ourselves
Blowin' out the door, now I'm feeling better (What?)
pus*y boy, we can't sit together
Like Lebrons and Ksubis, that don't fit together
[Chorus]
Better not get involved, we with the sh*ts and that's truly (Yeah, yeah)
So paranoid, I'm off, I'm on the stage with my toolie (Whoa)
Got an idea, like, "Baw, Brandon, let's go shoot a movie" (Woo)
2020, we gon' ball, n*gga don't like it, then shoot me (What?)
Spin through your block, make it spooky, ooh
Okay, I feel it, this b*tch heating up
Rocky Balboa, in seven rounds, I beat it up (Yeah)
Knock it out the park, make this b*tch wake up
Feel like Drake, Marvin's Room, I can't give out no love (Huh?)
I had to get it like Billie Jean's son
Please don't get on my nerves, I'm just tryna have fun, okay (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Cash out, black out, anyways
Missed out, passed out, any day (Whoa)
No doubt, fast route, many ways
Missed out, fast route, anyways (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (What?)

[Chorus]
Better not get involved, we with the sh*ts and that's truly (Yeah)
So paranoid, I'm off, I'm on the stage with my toolie (Whoa)
Got an idea, like, "Baw, Brandon, let's go shoot a movie"
2020 we gon' ball, n*gga don't like it, then shoot me (Yeah)
Spin through your block, make it spooky, ooh (Yeah, what?)
Okay, I feel it, this b*tch heating up
Rocky Balboa, in seven rounds, I beat it up (Whoa)
Knock it out the park, make this b*tch wake up
Feel like Drake, Marvin's Room, I can't give out no love (Yeah)
I had to get it like Billie Jean's son
Please don't get on my nerves, I'm just tryna have fun, okay
[Outro]
I just got popped last year, twice in the kidney, first in the hip, you know what I'm sayin'?
sh*t, I'm just tryna make through with whatever the f*ck I can, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's all about that dollar