[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
Ten damn days
And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows and chauffeurs with road rage

Still the same damn ad-lib: IGH!, old ways
Still gotta letterman, no practice
Still gotta burner man, no lacking

Still outtin Jams ^!$$%, no Jackson
No Jordan and we toe-tagging
I'll take you to land, where the lake made of sand

And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance
And the money ain't yours
Now its just a red pill,

Got a blue and a hand full of Advils
I'm the new Nitty, $#&@ it Nitty the the old me
So Ima tell the buyer what Nitty told me


[Hook 1: Childish Gambino]
I got that Mmm Mmm

I got that god damn
I'm yo pusha man
I'm yo, I'm yo pusha man

Pimp slapping, toe taggin
I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm yo pusha man

I'm yo, I'm yo pusha man (x2)

[Verse 2]

You a laaaaaaaame, and your (*##$ break down my weed sometimes
See my face in the streets, in the tweets
And a Reader or a Redeye if you read Sun-Times

She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D
Even though I only beat one time
One time it was one two times

It was two plus me equals threesome time
Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex
Got neck from all these thots I sex

Rastafari them shottas yes
House safari, mi casa, yes
Poppy fields of that popeye

She came to party, she popped a Molly
Said "come to papa", she said "papa, yes"


[Hook 1]

{Transition from "Pusha Man" to "Paranoia"}


[Hook 2]
I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lotta ^!$$%s dying, so my 9 with the %#@!s (x2)


[Verse 1]
Move to the neighborhood, I bet they don't stay for good, watch

Somebody'll steal daddy's rollie, and call it the neighborhood watch
Pray for a safer hood when my paper good, watch
Captain save a hood, hood savior, baby boy, still get ID'd for swishers

Mama still wash my clothes, still with Save Money militia
Ima still watch my bros
Trapped in the middle of the map, with a little bitty rock

And a little bit of rap
That with a literary knack and a little %#@!ty Mac
And like literally jack


[Hook 2]


[Verse 2]
They merking kids, they murder kids here
Why you think they don't talk about it? They deserted us here

Where the $#&@ is Matt Lauer at? Somebody get Katie Couric in here
Probably scared of all the refugees, look like we had a $#&@ing hurricane here
They be shooting whether it's dark or not, I mean the days is pretty dark a lot

Down here it's easier to find a gun than it is to find a $#&@ing parking spot
No love for the opposition, specifically a cop position,
Cause they've never been in our position

Getting violations for the nation, correlating, you dry snitching

[Hook 2]

[Breakdown]

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.
I know you scared, me too.
I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.
If you was there, then we just knew you'd care, too.


[Verse 3]
It just got warm out, this this %#@! I've been warned about.
I hope that it storm in the morning, I hope that it's pouring out.
I hate crowded beaches, I hate the sound of fireworks.
And I ponder what's worse between knowing it's over and dying first.

Cause everybody dies in the summer.
Wanna say ya goodbyes, tell them while it's spring.
I heard everybody's dying in the summer, so pray to God for a little more spring.

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.

If you was there, then we just knew you'd care, too.