Chance The Rapper, Lili K, Nosaj Thing - Paranoia lyrics

I've been riding around with my
Blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin'
So my 9 with the shit's
I've been riding around with my
Blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin'
So my 9 with the shit's

Move to the neighborhood, I bet
They don't stay for good, watch
Somebody'll steal daddy's Rollie
Call it the neighborhood watch
Pray for a safer hood when my paper good
Watch
Captain Save-a-Hood, hood savior, baby boy
Still getting ID'd for Swishers
(Mama still wash my clothes)
Still with the Save Money militia
(I'ma still watch my bros)
Trapped in the middle of the map
With a little-bitty rock and a
Little bit of rap
That, with a literary knack
And a little shitty Mac
And like literally jack

I've been riding around with my
Blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin'
So my 9 with the shit's
I've been riding around with my
Blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin'
So my 9 with the shit's

They murking kids, they murder kids here
Why you think they don't talk about
It? They deserted us here
Where the fuck is Matt Lauer at?
Somebody get Katie Couric in here
Probably scared of all the refugees
Look like we had a fuckin' hurricane here
They'll be shooting whether it's dark or not
I mean, the days is pretty dark a lot
Down here, it's easier to find a gun
Than it is to find a fucking parking spot
No love for the opposition
Specifically a cop position
'Cause they've never been in our position
Getting violations from the
Nation, correlating, you dry snitchin'

I've been riding around with my
Blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin'
So my 9 with the shit's
I've been riding around with my
Blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin'
So my 9 with the shit's

I know you scared
You should ask us if we scared too
I know you scared me too i know you scared
You should ask us if we scared too
If you was there
Then we'd just knew you cared too

It just got warm out
This the shit I've been warned 'bout
I hope that it storm in the mornin'
I hope that it's pourin' out
I hate crowded beaches
I hate the sound of fireworks
And I ponder what's worse
Between knowing it's over and dyin' first
'Cause everybody dies in the summer
Wanna say your goodbyes
Tell them while it's spring
I heard everybody's dying in the summer
So pray to God for a little more spring

I know you scared
You should ask us if we scared too
If you was there
Then we'd just knew you cared too