Lyrics Paranoid - Fekky

Paranoid

I made a little change, and now they’re saying I’ve changed
I pulled up in the Porsche, and now these niggas act strange
I thought you was my brudda darg, I thought we was the same
Now I got this money darg, these bruddas wanna change
I saw your face, when I bought my chain
I saw that hate, when I bought that Range
I see you on the road, you don’t talk the same
Just another broke nigga, tryna talk my name
When Instagram came, then the fuckboys came
Fam I’ve been banging, since the iceberg days
I made a promise, imma change my ways
When I said fuck that, then I served that bass
Cause these niggas, don’t serve no fate
These niggas, don’t own no weight
These bruddas, they’re oh so fake
Back then, I never heard your name
I’m on my rap shit
All my niggas move ratchet
Bricks on the block, watch the pack do a backflip
You ain’t on it, you’re an actress
I spend your stack on a lapdance
Mad artillery, we got mad arms
He was jumping everywhere, now he’s mad calm
You don’t want it with a goon, he’s a madman
Catch me in the mad shoes and a mad
I’m going, (Mad x10)
I’m going mad, catch me in the whip, yeah darg I’m going mad
Yeah its (Mad x10), yeah I’m going (Mad x10)
You must be going mad
I thought you was my brudda darg, I thought you was cool
Used to come your house, we use to go the same school
Used to wear my clothes, you used to borrow my shoes
Jumping on the bus, we used to act like fools
Used to chill with your dad, yeah he was mad cool
Niggas know it’s beef, if they ever touch you
Look at all this shit, that we fucking went through
Now we don’t talk fam,
Niggas want beef, come on then, please do
Got 9 in my ting darg, imma beat 2
I’m a different callibre, I could never be you
I remember when they told me, I will never beat you
My first ting, was a likkle 3−2
Now I’m doing tunes with, Wretch 3−2
Anything or Anything, you know how we do
Everyone’s a G, until we come and see you
I’m going, (Mad x10)
I’m going mad, catch me in the whip, yeah darg I’m going mad
Yeah its (Mad x10), yeah I’m going (Mad x10)
You must be going mad
I made a little change, and now they’re saying I’ve changed
I pulled up in the Porsche, and now these niggas act strange
I thought you was my brudda darg, I thought we was the same
Now I got this money darg, these bruddas wanna change
I saw your face, when I bought my chain
I saw that hate, when I bought that Range
I see you on the road, you don’t talk the same
Just another broke nigga, tryna talk my name