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Paranoia Lyrics Translation in English

Translation
Something Wrong?

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]

Ten damn days

Ten damn days

And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows

And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows

And chauffeurs with road rage

And chauffeurs with road rage

Still the same damn ad-lib: IGH!, old ways

Still the same damn ad-lib: IGH!, old ways

Still got a letterman, no practice

Still got a letterman, no practice

Still got a burner, man, no lacking

Still got a burner, man, no lacking

Still outtin' Jams nigga, no Jackson

Still outtin’ Jams nigga, no Jackson

No Jordan and we toe-tagging

No Jordan and we toe-tagging

I'll take you to the land where the lake made of sand

I’ll take you to the land where the lake made of sand

And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance

And the milk don’t pour and the honey don’t dance

And the money ain't yours

And the money ain’t yours

Now it's just a red pill

Now it’s just a red pill

Got a blue and a handful of Advils

Got a blue and a handful of Advils

I'm the new Nitty, fuck it

I’m the new Nitty, fuck it

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