Paro(noia)

TS supreme
 I'm tryna step out with the bros
 Mum keeps askin' me questions
 Why she won't leave me alone?
 I'm respondin' with passive aggression
 She moves like I'm brandishin' weapons, but all now no weapon in sight
 She moves like I'm pedalin' white, but just tryna step with the guys hmm
 But the city's on flames, so I can't blame her, the ends still bakin'
 Look mum, you're makin' me late, we're speakin' we late, and my friends still waitin'
 So I put my hand on her shoulder, remind her I'm grown just to calm her down
 Never been one for the drama, she told me, "You're just like your father, wow"
 I know broski's steamin', grab the key, and I dust up quick
 It was like Wednesday evenin', two man deep in a blacked out whip
 I see feds in the rearview schemin', I stay clean, but my heart rate risin'
 What if they blast their sirens?
 Bro said, "Fuck what they ask, stay silent"
 But they drove right past us, must be the PTSD
 Wish I could rewind back to the times I was worried 'bout GCSE's
 The weed helps with me at ease, but when you're addicted it's bitter and sweet
 Got me kissin' my teeth, man, sit back in a Bimmer, and skeet immediately, yeah
 Life gets tough when you're paro'
 I ain't makin' it up
 It gets nuts, I ain't trustin' my shadow
 Better not play with your luck
 That's why I take time, watch everything twice
 Can't move bait when you're up 'cause man try watch with a devilish eye
 Can't get rid of this feelin'
 I got so many questions
 Heard that the mirrors revealin'
 So I dodge and avoid the reflection
 Yeah, I know I need healin', but really it's just a matter of time
 You can call this a guide on how to survive with a paranoid mind
 Bro skrr'd off in a mood
 We pulled up to the lights right next to a ride with a couple of youths
 They thinkin' their tough, and they're hard, they're watchin' the car
 We're watchin' 'em too
 I remember when mum said, "Son, don't lay with the man that's got nothin' to lose"
 I got nothin' to prove, plus I don't know what he's got in his boot
 But really I'm done with the pride thing, they're in love with the hypin'
 They move dumb like it's fun and excitin'
 'Til somebodies life gets lost
 Try stay far from that violent stuff
 But I ain't stupid, if he ain't movin' right, then we write him off
 Gotta thank God that the light turn green
 Takin' a right down Francis Street
 I don't like how the night just started
 I hope his insurance and license clean
 'Cause I ain't got time to be stopped
 I want me a Sprite, let's slide to the shop
 Stepped through, it's all eyes on me
 Ain't really surprised, but slightly I'm shocked, yeah
 I just stepped inside, I'm gettin' this vibe, that my man's shifty
 He must think I'm a fool
 And I'm riskin' my freedom for five pound fifty
 That's the life of a black man
 Gotta watch over your shoulder
 Feel like I'm stuck in a loop, the same old cycle over and over
 Over and over
 Life gets tough when you're paro'
 I ain't makin' it up
 It gets nuts, I ain't trustin' my shadow
 Better not play with your luck
 That's why I take time, watch everything twice
 Can't move bait when you're up 'cause man try watch with a devilish eye
 Can't get rid of this feelin'
 I got so many questions
 Heard that the mirrors revealin'
 So I dodge and avoid the reflection
 Yeah, I know I need healin', but really it's just a matter of time
 You can call this a guide on how to survive with a paranoid mind
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 Then feel yourself converge, if you don't feel yourself for the day
 Is that a thing you gotta lose it