Paranoia lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, oh
(M-, m-m-mh)
Yeah, oh

[Chorus]
I miss you
I miss you, but I don’t want you here
It’s time to do better for yourself now
My fist all full of glass, I punched a mirror
Ayy, gang tried to wipe my nose, like it's f*cking dust in here
Paranoid, I'm locking doors and I'm hiding money
I almost cut off his big ass in front of the hoes cause we gon’ buckle her
You let bro just pop out for the hoes, his fit way too dusty
Slime n*gga dropped off on the lo’s, he called me so happy
My connection poor, wit’ her keep coming back, I’m rubber bandin’
Yeah, that boy was carryin’ all his money 'round, that was very handy

[Verse]
Baby, I got a stick up in this Rolls, that sh*t was very deadly
Her butt feel like some Hawaiian rolls, that sh*t vеry soft
She gon’ spit on my di*k, she nasty, yeah, just likе some certain candy
And twelve just pulled us over, ain’t see the Glock, but I was very clammy
I threw her out like trash, she was bad, treated her like Andy
You ain’t in my head, this is my bed, forget like I popped a Xanny
Cops tryna get us arrested, make ends, go head serve him Xanny
You ain’t no boujee b*tch, I'ma trick, take yo’ ass to Denny’s
Work, that ho gon’ do, way I get, turned her handy mandy
Gave her ass that tool, she blow you down like hurricane Sandy
b*tch, you etched right into my mind, I cannot forget like I got my brain tatted
She want to f*ck every night, b*tch, I ain’t daddy
Bro, you tryna be a demon like, you ain’t a drank addict
You on the 'gram postin', kissin' that b*tch
But I been had it
[Chorus]
I miss you, but I don’t want you here
It’s time to do better for yourself now
Fist all full of glass, I punched a mirror
Ayy, gang tried to wipe my nose, like it's f*cking dust in here
Paranoid, I'm locking doors and I'm hiding money
I almost cut off his big ass in front of the hoes cause we gon’ buckle her
You let bro just pop out for the hoes, his fit way too dusty
Slime n*gga dropped off on the lo’s, he called me so happy
My connection poor, wit’ her keep coming back, I’m rubber bandin’
Yeah, that boy was carryin’ all his money 'round, that was very handy (M-, m-m-mh)