Lyrics
Paranoia 2 on the way
That's what I will say
Uh
You the same
You the same
You the same
Project bitches tell me, "You the same"
Brand new wrist with a newer chain
Runnin' through Atlanta like I'm Gucci Mane
Red beam really helped the Ruger aim
Fuck the neighbors I don't care who complain
Double G to the socks, real Gucci Gang
Faded, hard to understand me like I'm Pooty Tang, yeah
Let a shot go while the bass bump
Gettin' head pullin' on her lace front
I was in a cell almost eight months (facts)
You ain't a jack boy, you ain't take nothin' (nothin')
Moncler on me when it's cold out
If me and Just' out, then the hoes out
Diamonds in the crib brought the gold out
They ain't gotta strip, brought the pole out (pole)
Paranoia 2 on the way though
I remember we ain't had no cable
I was in the trap, me and Drayno
Headshot, your dad had a halo
Me and Fab freshest in New York
I ain't really gotta talk, nigga move when I say so (move)
Walk up in Lex with my .40
I know they gon' be on me if I try to hide this Draco
I heard the book was good but the movie ain't
We rollin' on this side, don't care who you bang
You the same
You the same
You the same
The homies on the block tell me, "You the same"
Me homie he a ahk, he don't do the gangs
My other homie squad, all he do is bang
Wifey get a spot, but a groupie can't
Got the key to streets they think they hearin' Lucci sayin'
Taliban
Taliban
Taliban
Your main bitch tell me she ain't have a man
I'll rob you in the trap, I ain't have a gram
Wasn't thinkin' about no rap, I ain't have a plan
They wonderin' what bitch I'ma get next (next)
Hardest in my town since Dipset (Harlem)
Jumpin' in the crowd, get your bitch wet