DYG - Paranoia Lyrics

She electrify
Her bodies a euphoric high
She said can we get fried
Gotta cuff her might be mine
Oh she fine
Gonna have to wine and dine
Her effect is terrifying
Shit I might be hypnotized
She gotta chill
She don't know how I feel
I picture her butt naked
Riding me Melissa Hill
That's how I feel
You know I ain't soft and I'm trill
We'll prolly never sign a deal
Independents how we feel
Got the package vacuum sealed
Head to the bank and cash out a bill
All for my fam I fight, rob, kill
Yeets got my back that man for real
Dabs on the track I'm better than most
I'm the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
No disrespect, it's a metaphor
Got cookies in my lungs
Got my throat real sore
George galore
Killer to the core
Future Hendrix
Beast mode
Some more
Yeah I'm killer to the core
Killer to the core
Dabs killer to the core
He's killer to the core

Got these two faced people
Lookin at me with four eyes
Told my momma
I'm afraid to f*cking die
She looked me in my eyes
Says Georgie reach for the sky
Momma I might die
Call 911
Save my life
Tryna see through this darkness
Don't let the fire die
Went through an ego death
My tears have never been so fried
Saw the world so differently
Whats the point of it now
Living my life differently
Just tryna figure shit out

Paranoia
Paranoia
I'm questioning everything
It's spreading my feelings thin
Paranoia
Look what you do to me
Everything I do revolves around you
And lately I've been sick of it
What kind of shit is this
I don't know about you
But I don't f*ck around
I'm bouta drop all 200 pounds
In an instant
All this love is gone because of you
I swore to god
I wouldn't beat my wife
Now I'm sitting in the kitchen
With a knife
What would happen
If I stabbed my thigh
Paranoia
You drive me insane
Paranoia
I'm bleeding the pain
Paranoia
You got me drained
Paranoia
I feel the spite
Paranoia
I will always fight
Paranoia
F*ck what they think
I like to wink in the mirror
Just so I know the paranoia
Ain't in control
All this hair in the sink
I'm plucking my eyebrows out
The pain is raw
Paranoia
My hand writing
Getting shaky
I'm a little f*cked up
Maybe
I don't give a f*ck
Slightly
Uptight about my looks
F*ck reading books
I'm smart as f*ck
Tell the scientist to suck my nuts
Before I splat your guts
My shots dead nice
But I got a lot of luck
Three Joes of bliss
I don't give a f*ck
I ride in big trucks
With bitches
Who only suck
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh

Life's a trip
I'm sipping red
Bumping Underwater Flyzone
Never crossed my head
That I've never made it out the Eastern Time Zone
But that'll all change soon
Horses are here
And we're getting kind of hungry
We'll take us to the moon
And then we'll make a lot of money
I hope one day the world will see
What's really important
Like pride and family
God is my homie
He would never do me wrong
He inspires me and I think he
Puts the ideas in my head
When I write these songs
He just guides me
He's teaching me the way
I gotta understand
Whoever I lose
Is always there beside me
They reside in my heart
Aways watching
I gotta do it for you
I gotta do it for you
I gotta do it for you
I wanna make you proud
Yes I really do