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PARANOID
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
PARANOID was released on October 31, 2025 by BLOCK hustle entertainment as a part of the album TRAP TALK
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Release DateOctober 31, 2025
LabelBLOCK hustle entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
E.i. the King
E.i. the King
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allyssa Jones
Allyssa Jones
Composer
Stephen Testa
Stephen Testa
Composer
Annie Mapp
Annie Mapp
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xarbeats
Xarbeats
Producer

Lyrics

-Hook x2-
He poppin them pills like they steroids
fienden and tweakin he paranoid
Been living life lately with no feelings yea
Numb to it all cuz he been killen yea
Verse 1
Watch the flame hit the glass while his daddy smoking crack
Didn’t know it’d be his last cuz his momma stole his stash
Then his daddy beat her down as she stumbled to the ground
And she making aint a sound hear the sirens coming now
Growing up in granny’s home parents in the system
Child against statistics will he beat family tradition
Ain’t no supervision so he hung out on the block
Link up with his older cousins started selling rocks
Fell in love with that, learn to stack his money serving fiends, he want all of that
Drooping out of school, mane that ain’t cool he ain’t want none of that
At that same time his daddy just got out of prison
Tried to tell his boy to leave the game but he don’t listen
-Hook x2-
He poppin them pills like they steroids
fienden and tweakin he paranoid
Been living life lately with no feelings yea
Numb to it all cuz he been killen yea
Verse 2
Only took a couple months his daddy back to getting high
And he come to see his so he can beg him for supply
And you know that jit gun serve him while he look him in the eyes
Losing faith in what he loved that day a part of him had died
So he started doing pills poppin precies and taking Molly
Still he on the corner serving but drugs all inside his body
Growing up in granny’s home parents in the system
Teen against statistics will he beat family tradition
The daddy getting bad off, the son is getting bad too
All he do is trap dawg, but now he getting high too
Poison the community, while running up that bag too
Enslaved to what you serve, killen everyone your self too
-Hook x2-
He poppin them pills like they steroids
fienden and tweakin he paranoid
Been living life lately with no feelings yea
Numb to it all cuz he been killen yea
Verse 3
Watch his daddy OD and die, it happened right in front of him
Knowing he gave him that work, that truth right there can’t stomach it
Stand over his body as he watch him take his last breathe
Looks into his eyes as he cry’s wonders if he’s next
Written by: Allyssa Jones, Annie Mapp, Stephen Testa
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