Noid Video (MV)

[Part I]

[Tyler, The Creator & WILLOW]
Paranoid, paranoid, paranoid (Ayy)
Things feel out of order
Look and look around, I'm not sure of
Pair of paranoia, no (Such a—)
I can feel it in my aura (Woo)
Living between cameras and recorders, ah, yeah (Woo, woo)
I want peace but can't afford ya, no (Such a—)

[Paul Ngozi & Tyler, The Creator]
Come back to my house, you need to greet with respect (Paranoid)
Because, I don't want to talk, because
Talking brings trouble to the mouth
(Witless, witless)

[WILLOW & Tyler, The Creator]
Ooh, ah ('Round and 'round, huh, yeah)
Ooh, ah ('Round, 'round)
Ooh, ah (Someone's keeping watch, I feel them on my shoulder)
Ooh, ah (Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round) (Such a—)

[Tyler, The Creator]
I can't even buy a home in private
Home invasions got my brothers dyin'
Notice every car that's drivin' by
I think my neighbors want me dead
I got a cannon underneath the bed
Triple checkin' if I locked the door
I know every creak that's in the floor
Motherf*cker, I am paranoid, I (Such a—)
Loop around the block, eyes glued to the rearview
Rather double back than regret hearin', "Pew, pew"
Never trust a bitch, if you good, they could trap you
So just strap it up 'fore they f*ck around and strap you, bitch

[Paul Ngozi & WILLOW]
Come back to my house, you need to greet with respect (Paranoid)
Because, I don't want to talk, because
Talking brings trouble to the mouth
(Witless, witless)

[WILLOW & Tyler, The Creator]
Shadow, oh-oh
Shadow, oh-oh (Yeah, woo)
Shadow (Someone's keeping watch) Oh-oh
(I feel them in my shadow)
Shadow (Someone's keeping watch) Oh-oh
(Watchin', watchin')
(Such a—)

[Tyler, The Creator]
Someone's keeping watch
I can feel it, I can feel it
I can feel it, I can feel it

[Part II]

[Interlude]
Don't trust these people out here
Please, whatever you do
Keep to yourself, keep your business to yourself
Don't even trust these motherf*ckin' accountants
'Cause they will try to get off on you, okay?
Please, because I don't wanna have to f*ck nobody up
I promise to God

[Tyler, The Creator]
Don't it seem so good? Ooh, ooh (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Don't it feel so good? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
(Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Don't it feel so good? (Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look, ooh) (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Left shoulder, right shoulder (Watch your surroundings), left shoulder, look, ooh (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Who's at my window? Na-na, who's at my window? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Who's at my window? (Okay, okay, okay—yeah), who's at my window? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)

No cameras out, please, I wanna eat in peace (Paranoid)
I don't wanna take pictures with you niggas or bitches
Nervous system is shook, way before nineteen (Paranoid, yeah)
LA'll do that to you, where you from, nigga? Who ya?
Satellites (Satellite), screenshots (Noid)
Paparazzi (Noid), NDAs (Noid)
Privacy? Huh, yeah right, I got a better shot in the NBA
Ain't no respect for nothin', voice recordin' our discussions
Her, him, they, them, or anybody, I don't trust 'em at—
At all (Noid), some pray for my fall (Noid)
Hearin' clicks on the calls (Noid)
Niggas hackin' for some rough drafts
Bitches lookin' for a buff bag
Risk that for some jaw, nah
You sing along, but you don't know me, nigga
Nah, never ever, not at all, y'all
Niggas crossed the line, like f*ck the stop sign (Noid)
They wanna know where I close my eyes at, I keep my eyes wide
On God, this shit cooked, brodie
Look, brodie (Noid), handshakes got me shooked, brodie
Niggas want info about me? (Read a motherf*ckin'—)
Read a book on me, ugh

[Tyler, The Creator]
Leave me alone, leave me alone (Baby, I'm paranoid)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look (Don't it feel so good?)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look (Ugh)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look
(F*ck you want? Don't it feel so good?)
Leave me alone, what you want?
Leave me alone, what you want?
Leave me alone (Who's at my window, my window?)
F*ck, damn (Who's at my window?)
Paranoid