I've been feelin' paranoid I've been feelin' paranoid Every day and everywhere I go I've been, I've been feelin' paranoid (yeah, yeah) Pistol on my lap while I write this Never thought I'd have to rap like this Gotta watch my back; I'm strapped like this (yeah, yeah) I ain't gonna lie, every night I got stress I ain't gonna lie, I've been thinking I'm next That's why I got a gun to the right And a gun down the hall and a gun to the motherfucking left That's why I got cameras all over the place Fame ain't as glamorous as everyone thinks Lot of people wanna see me gone plus I got a lot of strippers from Atlanta all over my place Brought a little on myself, oh well And the joint that I'm smoking don't help And the letters that I'm getting from the women I'm in bed with Knew I should have fucked them at the hotel Instead of havin' them pull up to that house But like I said I don't like going out 'Cause the times that we're in Could have a good kid tryna kill me for some likes and some clout I've been feelin' paranoid I've been feelin' paranoid Every day and everywhere I go I've been-I've been feelin' paranoid (yeah, yeah) Pistol on my lap while I write this Never thought I'd have to rap like this Gotta watch my back; I'm strapped like this (yeah, yeah) Thoughts in my head would put most in jail Fame and the hate really don't mix well If I get locked up, Milan post my bail Gotta just chill, but I know myself Liable to do somethin' nutty I don't give a fuck if that's your buddy I need to meditate where it's sunny And just hum, like Cudi Just stop for a second, slow down before it gets too late And I fuck around and drown off the waves that I made I be ridin' 'round my town and I don't feel safe Let alone when I'm out, let alone out of state Everybody strapped up, everybody stressed out I think my nerves are contagious I've been tryna play it cool but deep down I be feelin' like YG Bitch stay dangerous I've been feelin' paranoid I've been feelin' paranoid Every day and everywhere I go I've been-I've been feelin' paranoid (yeah, yeah) Pistol on my lap while I write this Never thought I'd have to rap like this Gotta watch my back I'm strapped like this (yeah, yeah)