I sit alone in my four
-cornered room,
starin' at candles
At night I can't sleep,
I toss and turn
Candlesticks in the dark,
visions of bodies bein' burned
Four walls just starin' at a nigga
I'm paranoid,
sleepin' with my finger on the trigger
My mother's always dressin',
I ain't livin' right
But I ain't goin' out without a fight
See, every time my eyes close,
I start sweatin'
And blood starts coming out my nose
It's somebody watching the act
But I don't know who it is
So I'm watching my back
I can see him when I'm
deep in the covers
When I awake I don't see
the motherfucker
He owns a black hat like I own
A black suit and a cane like my own
Some might say take a chill B
But fuck that shit
There's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm popping in the clip
when the wind blows
Every 20 seconds got me peering
out my window
Investigating a joint for traps
Taking my telephone for tests
I'm staring at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your mind
is playing tricks on you
I make big money I drive big cars
everybody know me
it's like I'm a movie star
but late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tell
by the same sucker's headlights
is it that move that I ran off the block
or is it that nigga last week that I shot
or is it the one I beat for five
thousand dollars
thought he had cane but it was gold met a
flower reached under my seat
grab a popper for the suckers
ain't no use to me lying
I was scared of them motherfuckers
put the left in the Popeyes
and better dock quick if it's going down
let's get this shit over with,
here they come, just like I figured,
I got my hand on the motherfuckin' trigger,
when I start,
make your ass start giggling,
three blind crippled
and crazy senior citizens,
I live by the swarm,
I take my boys everywhere I go,
because I'm paranoid,
I keep looking over my shoulder
and peeping around corners,
my mind is playing tricks on me
My mind is playing tricks on me