Original subtitles

(eerie music)

("I Feel Alive" by Bammbreezy Montana)

♪ What-what-whoa ♪

♪ Toein' 'em out to the line ♪

♪ The line ♪

♪ This my time ♪

♪ My time ♪

♪ Yeah I'm good I'm fine ♪

♪ I'm fine ♪

♪ Bullshit declined ♪

♪ Declined ♪

♪ Yeah I'm stuck in my mind ♪

♪ My mind ♪

♪ You can't stop my shine ♪

♪ Uh-uh ♪

♪ I'm hit and plug for the world ♪

♪ And leaving goose behind ♪

♪ Let's go ♪

♪ Toein' 'em out to the line ♪

♪ The line ♪

♪ Like this my time ♪

♪ My time ♪

♪ Yeah I'm good I'm fine ♪

♪ Let's go ♪

♪ Bullshit declined ♪

♪ Yeah I'm stuck in my mind ♪

♪ My mind ♪

(ominous music)

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music)

- [Man] Shit.

Oh naw, no boy, you can take the dope, my nigger.

That box, that's some shit.

Naw, naw, wait--

(gunshot) (thud)

(running footsteps)

(rustling)

(growling)

("Grindaholic" by KJ Tha FlyGi)

♪ Situation is critical ♪

♪ People hopin' I pull straight ♪

♪ Girl thinkin' I need a job ♪

♪ Mama thinkin' I need to pray ♪

♪ Mama right, I need to pray ♪

♪ At the same time Imma need a plate ♪

♪ Double clocking me talkin' profit like ♪

♪ Can't just call when you need wait ♪

♪ I told him cool but I told him wait ♪

♪ He told me cool but he know the case ♪

♪ Know my pain, know they game ♪

♪ Know they came, gonna set me straight ♪

♪ White girl that's a bad bitch ♪

♪ But I'm acting like I'm uninterested ♪

♪ Acting like I won't (mumbles) ♪

♪ And I'm not concerned with those benefits ♪

♪ On the inside my insight ♪

♪ Like fuck the law ♪

♪ Let's get right ♪

♪ Wasn't raised with no role models ♪

♪ Just trap stores and a couple robbers I trusted ♪

♪ I stuck with ♪

♪ I'm broke as hell and disgusted ♪

♪ These niggers pulling me ♪

(knocking on door)

(ominous music)

(rustling)

(musical clash)

- Shit!

Fuck.

Supposed to be scaring somebody else, not me.

(slapping)

(knocking on door)

(ominous music intensifies)

(knocking on door)

(door knob clicking)

I'm not playing with y'all now.

It's gonna be a fucking bloody war in this mother fucker.

(rap music)

Ced.

I got eight sales ready to go.

Thing is, they only here for the night.

- [Ced] You got eight bricks at your crib right now?

- Not for long.

Chill out with that loose mouth talk thing, man.

Hurry up.

You know these things ain't lasting long, for this price.

- [Ced] Say no more.

Look, give me a few hours.

- Alright, then.

- [Ced] And I'm coming to take 'em

off your hands. - Alright.

See you.

- [Ced] I got you.

("So High" by Doja Cat)

♪ You get me so high ♪

♪ You get me so high ♪

♪ I know you ain't a drug ♪

♪ But you get me so high ♪

♪ You get me so high ♪

♪ You get me so high ♪

♪ I know you ain't a drug ♪

♪ But you get me so high ♪

♪ You get me so ♪

♪ I hate to say it but girl I'm not mistaken yeah ♪

♪ You the finest shit the purest grain straight Jamaican ♪

♪ I love to sleep with you ♪

♪ It's smokey niced and (mumbles) ♪

♪ I feel the effects of your eyes so tasty ♪

(ominous music)

(gasping breath)

♪ I get up and get it ♪

♪ I go the extra mile ♪

♪ With a smile ♪

♪ You haters don't get it ♪

♪ Do you ♪

♪ I just go harder when you talking down ♪

♪ From rags to riches ♪

♪ And time is ticking ♪

♪ Lord is my witness ♪

♪ I'm from the trenches ♪

(eerie whispering)

(ominous music)

(rustling)

(musical clash)

- Shit!

(thudding)

(running footsteps)

(rustling)

(high-pitched whispering)

(door slams)

(musical clash)

Oh fuck.

(eerie whispering)

Shit.

(banging)

(music intensifies)

- [Killer Bear] I can see you.

(running footsteps)

(doorknob rattling)

♪ You waste my time ♪

♪ Bitch what the fuck you tryna prove ♪

♪ Fake love when you make big moves ♪

- You want this shit?

I don't want this shit.

You can have this shit.

I don't even want these damn bricks.

- I'm here.

- Fuck.

(eerie whispering)

(door creaks)

(eerie whispering) Fuck, shit!

(dog barking)

- Yo man, what the fuck goin' on, man?

What the hell?

What you doing?

- What the fuck you doing here?

- Man, I had to take a piss, man.

That the shit?

- Yeah, bro, that's the shit. - That's the shit?

Jackpot, mother fucker.

(gunshot)

(running footsteps)

(car door clicking)

(chiming)

("Bammbreezy Montana" by Bammbreezy Montana)

♪ Bammbreezy Montana white bitches let us know ♪

♪ I love my hoes I says to get dirty ♪

♪ I fuck your tv show ♪

(ominous music)

♪ Hush little baby don't say a word ♪

♪ Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird ♪

♪ And if that mockingbird won't sing ♪

♪ Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring ♪

(glass shattering)

(electronic screeching)

(panting)

(crickets chirping) (humming)

- [Christian] I seen you walk in the bathroom.

- [Naomi] What is you talking about?

- [Christian] Hiding the phone behind your back.

- [Naomi] I don't even got nothing.

- [Christian] What you got something to hide?

- [Naomi] No, I ain't got nothing to hide.

What are you worried about my phone for?

- [Christian] Who you cheating on me with?

- Who?

I'm not cheating on you. - I'm getting tired of

all these games and all that stuff.

- [Naomi] No.

Ain't no games up in here so why is you bringing up games?

- [Christian] Baby don't do it, don't do it baby!

Don't do it, don't do it!

(gunshot)

Sam.

Sam!

Sam.

Sam!

(crickets chirping)

- She was a cool girl, man.

She just had some little bitty legs, man,

like some little, like kinda thin legs,

you know (laughs) what I mean?

(men laughing)

Body just made her her own.

I mean, she was cute, but you know, I mean,

I couldn't just pick her up like that,

you know what I'm feeling, put her on my waist.

I didn't know if I wanted to put her on my waist

or what, (laughing) you know what I'm saying?

Back then, I had to sit her on the crates,

you know what I'm saying,

make her loose there, so--

- Hey, man.

How you been?

How's Sam doing?

- I don't know, man.

She won't even talk to me.

- Still?

That's gotta be rough.

- Yeah, man.

She keep drawing these pictures of her.

- Her mom just died.

Isn't that kinda normal?

- Does this look normal to you?

- Eh.

She's just letting her anger out, man.

- What that supposed to mean, huh?

- Hey, hey, hey.

We all know how you guys argued.

- Oh, just like the way you dealing with drinking?

Why do you drink, huh?

(grunting)

- Chill out, bro, chill.

(breathing noisily)

(knocking on door)

- [Samantha] Wonder who's that.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm Sarah.

Are you Samantha?

- Yes.

- Can I come in?

- Sure.

(door creaking)

- If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?

- 10.

- Are you sure you want to do this?

(heart beating)

♪ Hush little baby don't say a word ♪

♪ Mama's gonna ♪ - Yes.

♪ Buy you a mockingbird ♪

- [Sarah] You know we can't bring her back, right?

♪ And if that mockingbird don't sing ♪

- [Samantha] Yes.

♪ Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring ♪

♪ Hush little baby ♪

(laughing)

♪ Don't say a word ♪

♪ Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird ♪

(laughing)

♪ And if that mockingbird don't sing ♪

♪ Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring ♪

- [Sarah] Listen we have to say good-bye.

- No!

- Samantha, no. - No.

- You don't understand.

We can't just-- - Girl, who you

talking to up in here?

- [Sarah] No, please.

- Get out my house!

- You don't understand what your daughter has done.

- No, get your ass-- - No I'm staying.

Listen to me. - I should call the police

on your ass! - No, listen to me!

That is not your mother, Samantha!

Listen to me!

- Give me this!

(thudding)

- Would you stop?

- Do it again, see what happen.

(musical clash)

(shattering glass)

- They don't believe me.

I told you that they wouldn't.

They still don't believe--

- Who you talking to?

- No one.

Just practicing for a play.

- Oh okay.

♪ Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring ♪

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello, Christian?

Yes, this is Mister Jeff.

I'm Samantha's teacher.

I wanted to know if we could meet up.

I have some questions, I wanna show you something.

I believe there is more to the drawings

that Sam's been drawing.

Would you be able to meet me today?

Yes, now is great.

Now is great, okay.

Alright, if you meet me at the parking lot at the school,

I'll be happy to explain what's going on.

Thank you so much.

I think you and your child are in great danger.

Okay, thanks.

(water running)

- Hey, I'll be a few minutes down the street.

If you need me, just give me a call, okay?

(dishes clanking)

Good job, baby.

(ominous music)

- Mama, look what I drew.

(grunting)

(thudding)

(rustling)

- What you watching?

- I don't see why Big Simon's set on her.

(laughs)

- What you laughing at?

- (laughs) Nothing.

I'm going to bed.

- Who you talking to?

Hey, you wanna play a game?

- Sure.

The manners game.

- Oh, I'm sorry for barging in.

Hey, you drew this?

- Yeah.

- Who's this?

Who is this, your mother?

- Yeah.

- Wow, this good.

Hmm, where is she?

- Behind you.

- (laughs) Good one.

- Ha ha I'm not kidding.

You need to leave.

- Excuse me?

I'm your baby-sitter.

- And this is my house.

- Know what, I'm gonna call your dad.

(ominous music)

(screaming)

(scritching)

(phone ringing)

- [Christian] Hey, baby girl.

How's everything?

- [Samantha] Okay.

- [Christian] Can I speak with the baby-sitter?

- [Samantha] She left already.

(scraping)

- [Christian] What?

She left?

Okay, I'm coming home right now.

See you soon.

(thudding)

Alright, everything's gonna be okay.

(door creaking)

(musical clash)

Hey, can I ask you something?

- Yeah, man.

What's up?

- Did you know Naomi was about to leave me?

- Nah, man, that's your business, man.

I ain't focused on that.

- Yeah, but you have already.

Who you texting?

I see you hiding your phone behind your back.

Must got something to hide. - I ain't got

nothing to hide.

- I see you walked in the bathroom--

- [Naomi] What is you talking about?

- Hiding your phone behind your back.

- [Naomi] I don't even have nothing.

- What, you got something to hide?

- [Naomi] No, I ain't got nothing to hide.

What are you worried

about my phone for? - Who you cheating on me with?

- Who? - Look, I'm getting tired

of all these games. - I'm not cheating on you.

No, ain't no games up in here,

so why is you bringing up games?

- No, there's no games. - Don't you ever get loud

when you're talking to me.

- [Naomi] So what are you talking about?

- I'm not fair, though?

Girl, you better watch your fucking mouth.

- [Naomi] No, watch your fucking mouth!

- No baby, no baby, don't do it!

(gunshot)

Can I ask you something?

- [Man] Sure, man, go for it.

- [Christian] How long?

- How long, what?

- How long you been banging my fucking wife?

- Hey!

Man, what?

Now she's your wife?

(grunting)

(thudding)

- Oh, it's on now.

It's on.

(grunting)

(thudding)

(clattering)

(car engine rumbling)

- I thought I threw this away.

- Dad, I--

- You what?

You think just because Naomi not here

you can undermine me?

(ominous music)

- Don't say her name.

- Excuse me?

- Samantha!

Samantha!

(knocking on door)

- You don't get to say her name.

- (shushing) No baby, no baby, don't do it!

(gunshot)

I'm sorry these couple months have been hard on you.

- No, I know what you did.

- Wait, what are you talking about?

- She told me what happened.

- Who?

- I talked to her.

She's here.

- I have had it with you.

(choking)

- Sam!

Sam, listen to me.

I know that looks like your mom, but it's not your mom.

- Yes it is.

- Sam, don't do this.

Listen to me.

Okay, you have to tell it to stop.

- No!

- It feeds on your emotions!

(thudding)

- No.

- Christian, the picture!

(choking)

(paper crackling)

(shattering glass)

(musical clash)

(crying)

- No!

(ominous music)

(rustling)

(thudding)

(creaking)

(thudding)

(hip hop music)

(laughing)

(music intensifies)

- Uh-uh.

Uh-uh.

(squeaking)

(shattering glass)

(squeaking)

(shattering glass)

(eerie whispering)

(doorknob clicking)

(running footsteps)

(grunting)

(clattering)

- Help, somebody.

Help, help!

Somebody, help!

What's going on, what's going on, what's going on?

(squelching)

(eerie whispering)

(ominous music)

- Shelly, good evening.

According to police, seven officers have been murdered.

It's been a terrifying month for police officers.

The city's on high alert

after the cops are telling everybody

to report any unfamiliar activity in their neighborhoods.

The hunt for the serial killer is on.

The hunt continues for a potential cop killer,

or killers, after the police have recently

linked seven incidents--

(electronic whoosh)

(ominous music)

(eerie whispering)

(noisy exhaling)

(high-pitched laughing)

- What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Can't be right.

(thunder rumbling)

(splashing)

(music box tinkling)

(water boiling)

(thunder rumbling)

(metallic scraping)

(upbeat electronic music)

(high-pitched laughing)

What the fuck do you want with me?

(door slamming)

(high-pitched laughing)

(thudding)

(banging)

Ah!

(high-pitched laughing)

(growling)

(electronic beeping)

(slamming)

What the fuck?

(eerie whispering)

(screaming)

(gunshot)

(news show theme music)

- [Newscaster] An urgent manhunt is underway to find

the person or people behind

the extremely horrifying occurrences.

(ominous music)

(humming)

(phone ringing)

- It's very important

that you listen

to what I'm going to say.

- Whoa, what's happening?

You got my tapes?

I got that new Madden, we about to get online.

You jump in, you wanna play?

- Many riches are coming your way.

In 10 days you will receive

a seven-figure check.

- For real, though, let me know so I can let Lou know,

you know what I'm saying?

Cause he waiting on me.

- You have 10 minutes to call 10 people

and repeat this message.

Or I will have your soul.

- Hey, Imma talk to you later, bro.

My phone about to die, alright?

(television chattering)

Hey, see, that's what I be talking right there, though.

You ain't got nothing.

You ain't got nothing.

Push.

Shake it.

Damn.

(grunting)

- It's very important

that you listen to what I'm going to say.

Many riches are coming your way.

In 10 days you will receive

a seven-figure check.

You have 10 minutes

to call 10 people

and repeat this message

or I will have your soul.

(ominous music)

(rain splashing)

(thunder rumbling)

(rustling)

(siren wailing)

(hip hop music)

- We need to talk.

- About what?

- Like, this isn't working.

You haven't worked for almost two years.

Your stuff is constantly laying around the house.

And on top of everything, you're...

(liquid pouring)

- Get that.

(glass shattering)

- Ah!

- All that time.

Why don't you find someone else?

You're always on my nerves, always.

Birthdays, holidays, Christmas,

you never complained then...

(eerie whispering)

- [Disembodied Voice] Remember, baby,

call upon the spirits and no man will ever hurt you.

(yelling in background)

(eerie whispering)

- Blessed, blessed, come to thee,

give me the strength so no man can hurt me.

Blessed, blessed, come to thee,

give me the strength - This is my house.

- So no man can hurt me.

Blessed, blessed,

(eerie growling) take over me,

give me the strength so no man can hurt me.

(footsteps)

(knocking on door)

(growling)

(yelling)

- [Man] Don't kill me, don't kill me,

don't hurt me baby, please!

("The Wild" by KJ Tha Flygi)

♪ God damn ♪

♪ Yo yo yo ♪

♪ Yo yo ♪

♪ I get up and get it ♪

♪ I go the extra mile with a smile ♪

♪ You haters don't get it, do you ♪

♪ I just go harder when you talking down ♪

♪ From rags to riches ♪

♪ And time is ticking ♪

♪ Lord is my witness ♪

♪ I'm from the trenches ♪

♪ Hop out my business ♪

♪ In my own lane and not in my feelings ♪

♪ To get so defensive ♪

♪ You haters get mad when you see me stepping up ♪

♪ But it's like dog ♪

♪ Holla at Peter bout your life dog ♪

♪ Not really tripping off the hype dog ♪

♪ Mother fucker chain that's some ice dog ♪

♪ My family need a better life dog ♪

♪ So you better pay me right dog ♪

♪ Or else yeah ♪

♪ I could go hop in the bucket ♪

♪ With homies that love me and run up the pans ♪

♪ I do not dance ♪

♪ But shorty like yeah and she want a chance ♪

♪ Might be the man ♪

♪ Sitting on pedestals with the kings ♪

♪ Forget an advance ♪

♪ Money ain't a thing ♪

♪ Keep on my scene ♪

♪ Just to play it safe ♪

♪ Say what I want ♪

♪ Even in your face ♪

♪ Don't really do friends ♪

♪ Most of them are fake ♪

♪ Fake ♪

♪ I'd rather have a lot of faith ♪

♪ And a whole lot of Ben Franks ♪

♪ Hold up can't wait ♪

♪ Stacking the paper like teachers ♪

♪ No one must start ♪

♪ They hate from the bleachers ♪

♪ Grind like a ese ♪

♪ But move like a bow ♪

♪ Some jefe yeah that way ♪

♪ I don't do good with the losers ♪

♪ Whether we friends or we not I'm coolness ♪

♪ Stand on my own ♪

♪ And ready to prove it ♪

♪ You walk away ♪

♪ I'm really not losing ♪

♪ Imma a man nigger ♪

♪ And I'm a create a demand nigger ♪

♪ And we gonna turn that to a brand nigger ♪

♪ Just stick to the plan nigger ♪

♪ And I got it uh ♪

♪ Fluff in my pockets ♪

♪ I see how they watching ♪

♪ I think I got this ♪

♪ I'm not in that water ♪

♪ More like on the island ♪

♪ Keep it 1,000 ♪

♪ Nick with the cannon ♪

♪ I get the wild in ♪

♪ Ladies be lovin' me they call me stallion ♪

♪ Think you can fuck with me nigger ♪

♪ You childish ♪

♪ And lucky I'm humble ♪

("M.I.A. & Fake" by Bammbreezy Montana)

♪ I mean, I went to a mother fucker like ♪

♪ Mind your own business ♪

♪ You got your own mind ♪

♪ You know ♪

♪ They ain't gonna do that, though ♪

♪ I'm talking this real shit ♪

♪ Don't worry about the fucking thing ♪

♪ Hey man just go handle that ♪

♪ Fuck it ♪

♪ Hit under the beat ♪

♪ Ha ♪

♪ Roll up ♪

♪ Ha ♪

♪ Ha ♪

♪ It's crazy ♪

♪ I like that shit ♪

♪ I like that shit ♪

♪ I like that shit ♪

♪ Like that shit, boy ♪

♪ Ha ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When the niggers go MIA ♪

♪ They gonna say nigger fake right now ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When a nigger go MIA ♪

♪ They're gonna sound real fake right now ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When a nigger go MIA ♪

♪ They gonna sound real fake right now ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When a nigger go MIA ♪

♪ They gonna sound real fake right now ♪

♪ You can't piss me off ♪

♪ That's the thing ♪

♪ These haters can't kill my dream ♪

♪ I'm a hustler ♪

♪ What you mean ♪

♪ I gotta struggle to get good things ♪

♪ Bitch even with a nine to five ♪

♪ Off the clock I grind to survive ♪

♪ They being like boy you lying ♪

♪ It's a risk if you waste my time ♪

♪ What the fuck you tryna prove ♪

♪ Fake love when you make big moves ♪

♪ Come and shoot us they stay with the twos ♪

♪ I wouldn't trust when I say shit cool ♪

♪ Don't fuck with a nigger that's humble ♪

♪ I got bars that will hit you like a combo ♪

♪ You got a smart mouth for a little dumb hoe ♪

♪ You ain't badass shit but a logo ♪

♪ They say I need to stop ♪

♪ Hell no I speak my mind ♪

♪ These rachet hoes ain't shit ♪

♪ Like a card they did decline ♪

♪ Boy that ain't your hoe man ♪

♪ That little bitch stop crying ♪

♪ Can't nobody tell me shit ♪

♪ It's a new kinda day go wild ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When a nigger go MIA ♪

♪ They gonna sound damn fake right now ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When a nigger go MIA ♪

♪ They gonna sound damn fake right now ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When a nigger go MIA ♪

♪ They gonna sound damn fake right now ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my flow ♪

♪ Everybody gonna love my style ♪

♪ When a nigger go MIA ♪

♪ They gonna sound damn fake right now ♪

("Paranoid" by Purp McDro)

(siren wailing)

♪ Yo ♪

♪ Man I done seen a lot of bullshit in my day ♪

♪ But you nigger you got it made ♪

♪ You turn the lights out ♪

♪ In this cold world ♪

♪ Niggers'll take your life ♪

♪ For a look, money, little respect in the hood ♪

♪ Man nowadays niggers ain't built right ♪

♪ Gotcha doin bad tryna bring good ♪

♪ But by all means nigger ♪

♪ Hit your lips nigger ♪

♪ Get your chips and go and bust your juice ♪

♪ But better not get caught up in my neck of the woods ♪

♪ Cause I'll flip the shit and I'll get it for ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Cause all the shit I be seeing I be paranoid ♪

♪ Times are hard mother fuckers turn they back ♪

♪ Fuckers turn they back ♪

♪ They be the same mother fuckers say they thugs ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Cause all the bullshit I be seeing in these streets ♪

♪ Got me talking to the Lord like day and night ♪

♪ Got my 40 right by me when I'm tryna sleep ♪

♪ Cause I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Money and that shit goes straight like that ♪

♪ Cause the one that smile in your face ♪

♪ Be the same mother fucker that behind your back ♪

♪ And that's a fact ♪

♪ Fuck rats man ♪

♪ I'm more worried bout the snakes that I attract ♪

♪ When a nigger off track ♪

♪ For a nigger get back ♪

♪ So I keep my grass cut ♪

♪ I hit the front and back ♪

♪ So I'm ready for oh damn ♪

♪ And I been ready ♪

♪ Had to get it out the money ♪

♪ Nobody helped me ♪

♪ Niggers been scared ♪

♪ But when that shit pop off ♪

♪ They still getting ready ♪

♪ Had to talk to the Lord three times a week ♪

♪ But I never told him once please try to spare me ♪

♪ I'm just thankful for another day I see ♪

♪ Cause I know niggers that'll kill you for a pride directly ♪

♪ And that's real as shit ♪

♪ When you get money ♪

♪ Man they people that can change on you real quick ♪

♪ Can be your friends too ♪

♪ You better watch your crew ♪

♪ Cause nowadays man the snakes can be real slick ♪

♪ I done seen it all and it's a shame to say ♪

♪ That most of that shit didn't even make sense ♪

♪ So that's exactly why ♪

♪ To this very day ♪

♪ I got one in the hand while I take a shit ♪

♪ In this cold world niggers'll take your life ♪

♪ For a look, money, a little respect in the hood ♪

♪ Man nowadays niggers ain't built right ♪

♪ Gotcha doin bad tryna bring good ♪

♪ But by all means nigger ♪

♪ Hit your lips nigger ♪

♪ Get your chips and go and bust your juice ♪

♪ But better not get caught up in my neck of the woods ♪

♪ Cause I'll flip the shit and I'll get it for ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Cause all the shit I be seeing I be paranoid ♪

♪ Times are hard mother fuckers turn they back ♪

♪ They be the same mother fuckers that say they thugs ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Cause all the bullshit I be seeing in these streets ♪

♪ Got me talking to the Lord like day and night ♪

♪ Got my 40 right by me when I'm tryna sleep ♪

♪ Cause I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Man I saw the shit that got so damn crazy ♪

♪ The way these niggers been acting round here lately ♪

♪ Got me ridin round with that thing off safety ♪

♪ Cause they hatin on the daily ♪

♪ They tell you they nigger ♪

♪ But on the low they tryna fuck your lady ♪

♪ All up in your face acting like it's all gravy ♪

♪ Man these niggers ain't shit ♪

♪ And you can see it in they faces ♪

♪ I can't let you niggers play me ♪

♪ Is it me or is it like man ♪

♪ This snake shit got contagious ♪

♪ I stay in my own lane ♪

♪ And do my own thing ♪

♪ While these niggers that are goin through phases ♪

♪ Boy you better step back and start thinking ♪

♪ Why you runnin round town like you famous ♪

♪ A snake gotta get close to be in danger ♪

♪ It could be your own people ♪

♪ That'll hit you with the banger ♪

♪ My nigger and that's real shit ♪

♪ And every decision that you make ♪

♪ My nigger you gotta live with ♪

♪ But I'm paranoid and it ain't the weed ♪

♪ Man it's the shit I had to deal with ♪

♪ See I have seen family fuck over family ♪

♪ And friends kill friends over little shit ♪

♪ So I don't give a damn ♪

♪ If you don't understand me ♪

♪ My mind been corrupted since a little jit ♪

♪ Man in this cold world ♪

♪ Niggers'll take your life ♪

♪ For a look, money, a little respect in the hood ♪

♪ Man nowadays niggers ain't built right ♪

♪ Gotcha doin bad tryna bring good ♪

♪ But by all means nigger ♪

♪ Hit your lips nigger ♪

♪ Get your chips and go and bust your juice ♪

♪ But better not get caught up in my neck of the woods ♪

♪ Cause I'll whip the shit and I'll get it for ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Cause all the shit I be seeing ♪

♪ I be paranoid ♪

♪ When times are hard mother fuckers turn they back ♪

♪ They be the same mother fuckers that say they thugs ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Man I'm paranoid ♪

♪ Cause all the bullshit I be seeing in these streets ♪

♪ Got me talking to the Lord like day and night ♪

♪ Got my 40 right by me when I try to sleep ♪

♪ Cause I'm paranoid ♪

♪ I saw the shit go straight like that ♪

♪ You can have all the love you want for these streets ♪

♪ But the streets don't love you back ♪

♪ And nigger that's a fact ♪

♪ That's why I talk to the Lord ♪

♪ Because I know the Lord got my back ♪

♪ Even though I stay paranoid with my strap ♪

♪ Yeah I got to keep moving forward and on track ♪

♪ Ain't going like that ♪

♪ Nigger you live to die ♪

♪ Bro once you're gone there ain't no coming to get you ♪

♪ So why you out chip living to get by ♪

♪ You better focus on the bigger picture nigger ♪

♪ Cause if a nigger ride round getting high ♪

♪ Or shit he could be walking round sippin liquor ♪

♪ With a 40 glock plottin to get richer ♪

♪ Don't get life fucked up ♪

♪ You can be that victim ♪

♪ That's real shit ♪

♪ And when you get money man your people ♪

♪ They can change on you real quick ♪

♪ All that pretend shit ♪

♪ So I say fuck a friend ♪

♪ And family too nigger ♪

♪ My choices then ♪

♪ Cause I done did it all and I done seen it all ♪

♪ And I done lost it all and came up again ♪

♪ That's why I'm paranoid when my choice is small ♪

♪ And I'll be damned if I let these mother fuckers in ♪