Noid

Noid

Paranoid, paranoid, paranoid (Ayy)
Things feel out of order
Look and look around, I’m not sure of
Para-paranoia, no (Such a—)
Feel it in my aura (Woo)
Living between cameras and recorders, ah, yeah (Woo, woo)
I want peace but can’t afford ya, no (Such a—)

Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu (Paranoid)
Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba
Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo
(Wotangozi, wotangozi)

Ooh, ah (‘Round and ‘round, huh, yeah)
Ooh, ah (‘Round, ‘round)
Ooh, ah (Someone’s keeping watch, I feel them on my shoulder)
Ooh, ah (Runnin’, runnin’, runnin’, runnin’ ‘round) (Such a—)

I can’t even buy a home in private
Home invasions got my brothers dyin’
Notice every car that’s drivin’ by
I think my neighbors want me dead
I got a cannon underneath the bed
Triple checkin’ if I locked the door
I know every creak that’s in the floor
Motherfucker, I am paranoid, I (Such a—)
Loop around the block, eyes glued to the rearview
Rather double back than regret hearin’, “Pew, pew”
Never trust a bitch, if you good, they could trap you
So just strap it up ‘fore they fuck around and strap you, bitch

Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu (Noid)
Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba (Noid)
Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo
(Wotangozi, wotangozi)

Shadow
Shadow (Yeah, woo)
Shadow (Someone’s keeping watch)
(I feel them in my shadow)
Shadow (Someone’s keeping watch)
(Watchin’, watchin’)
(Such a—)

Someone’s keeping watch
I can feel it, I can feel it
I can feel it, I can feel it

[Part II]

Don’t trust these people out here, please, whatever you do
Keep to yourself, keep your business to yourself
Don’t even trust these motherfuckin’ accountants
‘Cause they will try to get off on you, okay?
Please, because I don’t wanna have to fuck nobody up
I promise to God

Don’t it seem so good? Ooh, ooh (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Don’t it feel so good? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
(Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Don’t it feel so good? (Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look, ooh)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look (Watch your surroundings)
Who’s at my window? Na-na, who’s at my window? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Who’s at my window? Who’s at my window? (Okay, okay, okay, yeah)

No cameras out, please, I wanna eat in peace (Paranoid)
Don’t wanna take pictures with you niggas or bitches
Nervous system is shook, way before nineteen (Paranoid, yeah)
LA’ll do that to you, where you from, nigga? Who ya?
Satellites (Satellite), screenshots (Noid)
Paparazzi (Noid), NDAs (Noid)
Privacy? Huh, yeah right, I got a better shot in the NBA
Ain’t no respect for nothin’, voice recordin’ our discussions
Her, him, they, them, or anybody, I don’t trust ‘em at—
At all (Noid), some pray for my fall (Noid)
Hearin’ clicks on the calls (Noid)
Niggas hackin’ for some rough drafts
Bitches lookin’ for a buff bag
Risk that for some jaw, nah
You sing along, but you don’t know me, nigga
Nah, never ever, not at all, y’all
Niggas crossed the line, like fuck the stop sign (Noid)
They wanna know where I close my eyes at, I keep my eyes wide
On God, this shit cooked, brodie
Look, brodie (Noid), handshakes got me shooked, brodie
Niggas want info about me? (Read a motherfuckin’—)
Read a book on me, ugh

Leave me alone, leave me alone (Baby, I’m paranoid)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look (Don’t it feel so good?)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look (So good)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look
Fuck you want? (Don’t it feel so good?)
Leave me alone, what you want?
Leave me alone, what you want?
Leave me alone (Who’s at my window, my window?)
Fuck, damn (Who’s at my window?)
Paranoid

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Faixa 3 do álbum “CHROMAKOPIA”, do artista Tyler, The Creator.

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CHROMAKOPIA

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