X.A.E. - 415 Paranoia (feat. Apollo Syrus, Kris Yute & yin yin) Lyrics

You know they saying we gotta go out to Cali
But cuh, ion even wanna go
Ah ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah
(It feel like magic you what I'm saying)
Ye
Ye
Yeah
Gon get gone golden state money
Heart staying froze so his faith muddy
Go and get gone golden state money
And you can't go and find a place for me
Truss mane this is golden state money
Dub dub this is golden state money
Income floating golden state money
Here he go gloating golden state money
This is what you wanted what ya play huh?
This this a this is runaway money
Diss and run away from em
Diss and run away money
Ion go smoke dope niggas gon take from me
I was talking to the sun its tryna get away from me
I was going so dumb these bitches tryna lay on me
On my grandson momma I was late
So I took another page from the book they tryna make on me
Man go cut on the tape
At first they couldn't relate now we tryna recreate homie
Pressing play like serving all the base homie
Even if you grew up pistol toting with a stick
Even if you grew up buttoned up and getting rich
Even if the circumstances make a nigga twitch
Spin that muthaf*cka
Spin that muthaf*cka til you dizzy
RUGHHH
RUGHH
RUGHH
(Hey)
(Hey)
And I hit all that shit till it lights out
I ain't even tryna f*ckin f*ck
Tryna fight now
Facts no printer
I put it away
Tapped in
I was tapped in
Tryna find it
(I was)
Trynna find a f*ck that I give
Ion got it
(I was)
Tryna find a motherf*cking bih
That gon suck on my kids
And gon suck on my dick
Like the same thing
Passed out
I was crossed out like the saint
(I was)
Plain Sight
I was like FERG
Yeah the Plain Jane
Crocodile boots
But the bag was a caiman
Got my nut
Walked out that room
Never came in
Young nigga
Steppin
I was steppin out stylin
(I was)
Outside steppin
I was steppin out wylin
Mother f*cker
Hit you with the two two timing
Two
Two
Timing
I drop too timeless
Uh huh
Okay the train get loaded
And the jug get loaded
And the diamonds get flooded
Okay?
Okay I drop ten albums
Then I drop ten mixtapes
Going to the mountains
Okay?
Okay I'm just FaceTiming
These hoes they wylin
These hoes keep trying
Okay?
Okay I call my brother for the guidance
Gotta see what the f*ck that nigga gon say
Well my brothers
I trust that
You know
Right from wrong
So this ain't no lecture
I just pray that
Y'all act like kings
And not like jesters
Cause that's when they get ya
Yeah we all love bitches
Love money
Of every creed and every texture
But what is desire but a means to
Addiction are you listening?
Yo gotta let that shit fester
And it's messed up
Cause every time you really feel you put your best up
Never been a doubt inside your mind you next up
Never one to brag
You was silent like a Tesla
Psyche Overcrowded like demos on my desktop
I just put Stilettos my best chick
I'm a buy a one-way ticket to my next wish
Never had a silver spoon but soon I served my best dish
That's revenge bitch
That's revenge bih
That's revenge
That's revenge
That's revenge bitch
Why you look so paranoid?
Paranoid
Ay my brother ain't wylin
That nigga ain't wylin
I'm just really on timing
I'm just tryna get
I'm just tryna get paid
I'm just tryna get laid
I'm just tryna make sure everything's okay
Gon get gone golden state money
Heart staying froze so his faith muddy
Go and get gone golden state money
And you can't go and find a place for me
This is what you wanted what ya play huh?
This this a this is runaway money
Diss and run away from em
Diss and run away money
Aye you know something wrong with you
(You know something wrong you gotta see it)
So tell me what you want
And tell me what you see
You know something wrong with you
So tell me what you want
And tell me what you see