Album: Soft Grunge Love Rap (2015)

Paranoid From The Bikie Weed

(Yeah I'm paranoid all the)
Fuck all the mixy flows really though
I wanna talk not just send each over videos
Back in 04' spitting raps in a flip phone
To an anti fashion icon the kid grown
Vogue mags on my coffee table
To the grave via bad bitches from the cradle
They used to talk shit but it wasn't fatal
I'm still here, although I'm off the rails
River phoenix scenic route touring
No winnebago I wish I could be around more
But I'm the big dog, glenn rob thinking bout all this
When something happened i would be in town for it
Not anymore though
Guess I got sick it all started with mono
I was friend zoned like Gordo
Now I'm Peter North in a porno, bitch swallow but
In between we smoke weed and drink rum
I rarely come home and never ring mum
And fuck
And you'd be mad while I'm tryna think up
Excuses in a stupor when I couldn't get my thing up
All these feeling we can't bring up
Is this real, are we a thing? mystery sucks

I'm paranoid from the bikie weed
So high all the time
Tell the fuck boys its time to leave
I'm so high all the damn time
I'm paranoid from the bikie weed
I'm so high yeah
Tell the fuck boys its time to leave
I'm so high yeah all the time

Girl tell me how good I look
And don't ask me how long it took
Or who I had to pull from the ladder rungs
Just to find a gutter on the roof man i had enough
All to be a legend like bagger vance
Was the prince of belair slash blackwood once
Tell me whose taken what I need to add it up
I don't even check my bank I just scan my card
My treat my treat
Feel like the king of oz Sa'id Sa'id
I'm not even rich just I'm just happy i can eat
Without shoplifting can't stop thinking ima beep
Consistent wolves all thinking ima sheep
Girl talking to me wrong start I'ma leave
Garrett can't kick the the fucking habit
You don't write ya hooks and ya not much of a rapper
Yeah I was filling books pages becoming tattered
Reminiscing on days when nothing mattered
Guess you walked under a ladder coz you said i
Wouldn't blow up, I guess that was an error
I remember, with your luck ditch the powerball games
I'm keeping mental notes of the doubters full names
All the power obtained to my head but in fairness
Put myself on the list all the weed got me nervous

I'm paranoid from the bikie weed
So high, all the time
Tell the fuck boys its time to leave
I'm so high all the damn time
I'm paranoid from the bikie weed
I'm so high yeah

All the damn time [x6]