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[Part 1: Numb]
[Hook]
Shit, now boy you got me to the point where I don't give a fuck
Yeah, I know I was slippin' for a minute
But it's funny cause you trippin' up
And I don't care if niggas getting up
You got me to the point where I don't give a fuck
You could even call my phone but I ain't picking up
Cause I remember I was riding âtill a nigga caught them flats
Ainât nobody had my back, lose all my bitches half
And they got me to the point where I donât give a fuck
[Verse 1]
Man how I feel to be numb
What, that sound crazy nigga numb is no feelings
Iâm so willing to steer these dudes the right way
You know, spread my darkness in a bright way
Looking for a wife hey, it's like Iâm tryna find a wife
When every bitch I like seem to be living for them likes
Girl, itâs more than just your insta, that see the bigger picture
Speaking of insta, finna gram with my niggas
Making plans with my niggas
Left my bitch and now itâs no stress
I get to popping, now she watching, thatâs my rolex
Itâs no rest when you tryna get your name out
Niggas come from nooses, stupid I ainât tryna hang out
Especially with lame niggas
I paint the picture, dip the brush up in my pain nigga
Yeah bars to you niggas, strip you of your pride
Iâm like stars to you niggas
Ainât a secret on a Sunday, all these bitches get to twerking
And niggas get to searching, but now we call that thirsting
Man I swear twitter turn lyin' into talent
Until then Iâm a try and find balance
[Outro]
Shit if I was ever slippinâ, know I got up
And niggas keep putting them shots up
But they âgon keep breaking and we âgon keep laughing
âCause they âgon keep tripping and we âgon sneak past âem
Mothafuck âem though, it go cut the pussy niggas or you is one
Stingy with the fucks, bro you know I ainât finna give none
I said you know I ainât finna give none
[Part 2: F.L.I.P]
[Verse 1]
Man Iâm never simpinâ itâs against the flip laws
Shit bitches deserve to get dogged, just by definition
They seen the hoes taking over, I see less of women
Welcome to Cali, lemme take you on this expidition
This is where niggas mob at, for sure you could get robbed at
A pussy nigga get clapped and we applaud that
Man Iâm probably in the hood with a terrible run
Or the same city Harold was from
No disrespect but I donât care who shot 50
See we was more concerned with who shot Ricky
Boyz Nâ The Hood when we was boys in the hood
A nigga snitched and brought the boys to the hood
Itâs all bad now, but you could get it if you asked for it
Donât try to trip without a passport
Man I swear that Iâm a present to the street
And never fail, they ainât 'effing with the beast