[Verse 1: Morrisson]
Black people say I'm too white
White people say I'm too black
But they say I'm too rude to do rap
I just stick to the road ting, then go and do trap
Ain't nothing 'bout these rappers
I'm a certified trap boy
I'll Stana man in jail, I was a bad boy
Encrypted chats on my Android
If you wanna box, then ring like your man Floyd
Yeah, you're in the trap, but I bet I'm in it deeper
'Bout to take a flight, I need a visa
I flew around the world and back again
Linking new plugs just to get the bricks cheaper
Right now I'm feeling like they're open, but onto me
Cuz it's been a while since they bothered me
It's been two weeks, three days, and one hour and thirty three seconds
Since they put a pair of cuffs on me
Anyway I swear down the feds are moving bookie
Who's that jumping out with uzis?
It's definitely affect the way its moving
And now they kept on looking at my car like a numie
Stop tryna read that I'm too paranoid
Cuz you could never be too paranoid
My paranoia kept me alive and kept me free for this long
So why the fuck would I stop being paranoid?
Huh?
[Chorus]
Paranoid
Paranoid (Paranoid)
You could never be too paranoid (Never be too paranoid)
Paranoid
Paranoid (Paranoid)
You could never be too paranoid (Never be too paranoid)