In this track, Russ delves deep into the psychological toll of fame and its accompanying anxieties. He conveys a palpable sense of paranoia, driven by the constant need for self-protection and vigilance. The lyrics reveal his struggles with stress and fear, leading him to arm himself and install security measures around his home. Russ reflects on the pressures of public scrutiny and the potential dangers that come with notoriety, including threats from strangers seeking attention or harm. His candid expression highlights the darker side of success, where trust is scarce, and safety feels compromised. 🧠🔒 #MentalHealth #FameAnxiety
PARANOID
Lyrics
I've been feelin' paranoid
I've been feelin' paranoid
Every day and everywhere I go
I've been, I've been feelin' paranoid (yeah, yeah)
Pistol on my lap while I write this
Never thought I'd have to rap like this
Gotta watch my back, I'm strapped like this (yeah, yeah)
I ain't gonna lie, every night I got stress
I ain't gonna lie, I been thinking I'm next
That's why I got a gun to the right and a gun down the hall and a gun to the motherfucking left
That's why I got cameras all over the place
Fame ain't as glamorous as everyone thinks
Lot of people wanna see me gone plus I got a lot of strippers from Atlanta all over my place
Brought a little on myself, oh well
And the joint that I'm smoking don't help
And the letters that I'm getting from the women I'm in bed with
Knew I should have fucked them at the hotel
Instead of havin' them pull up to the house
But like I said I don't like going out
'Cause the times that we're in, could have a good kid tryna kill me for some likes and some clout
I've been feelin' paranoid
I've been feelin' paranoid
Every day and everywhere I go
I've been, I've been feelin' paranoid (yeah, yeah)
Pistol on my lap while I write this
Never thought I'd have to rap like this
Gotta watch my back, I'm strapped like this (yeah, yeah)
Thoughts in my head would put most in jail
Fame and the hate really don't mix well
If I get locked up, Milan post my bail
Gotta just chill, but I know myself
Liable to do somethin' nutty (uh)
I don't give a fuck if that's your buddy (uh)
I need to meditate where it's sunny
And just hum, like Cudi
Just stop for a second, slow down before it gets too late
And I fuck around and drown off the waves that I made
I be ridin' 'round my town and I don't feel safe
Let alone when I'm out, let alone out of state
Everybody strapped up, everybody stressed out
I think my nerves are contagious
I've been tryna play it cool but deep down I be feelin' like YG, bitch stay dangerous
I've been feelin' paranoid
I've been feelin' paranoid
Every day and everywhere I go
I've been, I've been feelin' paranoid (yeah, yeah)
Pistol on my lap while I write this
Never thought I'd have to rap like this
Gotta watch my back, I'm strapped like this (yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Carlos Martin, Jahaan Sweet, Matthew Samuels, Mino Drerup, Russell Vitale
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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