I keep looking over my shoulder and peeping around corners
Three black, crippled and crazy senior citizens What I saw'll make your ass start giggling I got my hand on the motherfucking trigger If it's going down let's get this shit over with Reach under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckersĪin't no use to be lying, I was scareder than a motherfuckerīut they're laughing at pow pies and buried that quick Thought he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal Flour Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars Or is it that nigga last week that I shot I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's head lights
It's fucked up when your mind is playing tricks on youĮverybody know me, it's like I'm a movie star I'm pumping in the clip when the wind blowsĮvery twenty seconds got me peeping out my window When I awake I don't see the motherfuckerīut fuck that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me I can see him when I'm deep in the covers I start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my noseīut I don't know who it is, so I'm watchin my back My mother's always stressing I ain't living right I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigger Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned