Sometimes I don't know who to trust ( I don't know who to trust)
A yo Storm, what up?
What up B?
Let's go!
Yeah!

Chorus

Paranoia, everywhere I go\
I keep looking over my shoulder\
'Cause something's getting close\
It's Paranoia\

(If you gotta second guess it, don't trust it)
(Griselda!)

Benny The Butcher Verse

The streets made me paranoid I don't know who watching us/
Rats keep popping these traps made me popular them out of town trips spending racks made me obvious/
Them young Shooters standing round with gats made me confident/
Y'all 12-pack sippers we're Hellcat whippers/
Who left home young and brought bails back with us/
You different caught a case and brought 12 back witcha/
If you don't feel like he's solid better tell that N***a/
I was set up by n***as I led n***as I fed/
That's why these paranoid thoughts fill up my head/
Before she answer she consider my bread/
She eat the dick that's why I Make Her Say her grace before she get in my bed/
When it's on you got to choose sides that's a fact/
My bitch run around in Vera Wang slides in the Trap/
It's crazy when your friends stick knives in your back/
Rule number 1 cut ties with a rat
Chorus

Paranoia, everywhere I go\
I keep looking over my shoulder\ (I'm always looking ha ha ha)
'Cause something's getting close\
It's paranoia!
I question everyone I know\ (errybody)
Tell me who can I trust in a world so cold?\ (so cold, so cold)
Paranoia!


Miss Storm Verse

Who can you trust in a world so cold /
For a couple hundred likes these pigeons sell they soul /
I used to run a couple blocks that I won't stroll no more /
I used to roll up with these thot's naw I don't smoke no more /
I need my space from these lames I'm too official /
Never dolo when I'm switching in lanes me and my pistol/
B the closest ones to you a leave you needing the tissue /
You tell em your issues it's leverage they use against you/
I pick and choose my rounds I'm top shelf /
Fell down and bossed up Nobody gave me no help/
Never a handout played the cards that I was dealt/
From the bottom just me and Mama I question my mental health/
80s baby I'm crazy I'll tell you now it feels strange or it look Shady I'm ready to lay you down /
Life is too short to be playing round with you clowns /
Can't avoid it a little noided/
Been chiefing up Underground!
Chorus

Paranoia, everywhere I go\
I keep looking over my shoulder\
'Cause something's getting close\
It's paranoia!
I question everyone I know\
Tell me who can I trust in a world so cold?\
Paranoia!