[Intro]
Yeah
Damn near numb
Ain't numb to it all
You know?
I might not be numb, man
You might need to check on me
[Verse]
I've been stayin' to myself, niggas leeches and they weird
He was gangster than a bitch, now he in court cryin' tears
You ain't had no real money, you've been broke for some years
'Cause if I give your bitch my shirt, she treat it like a souvenir
Should I really own your catalog? You got your style from me
Shit, them niggas on my Instagram watch me like TMZ
I need my copyright, you know this shit forever, yeah, for life
I can't help it, I hold grudges, I remember shit for life
I just bеat a gun case, now I got one more to fight
Thеy be scared to play with FN, know we do this shit on sight
Niggas heard that button blowin', they probably thought it was a rifle
Me and Gre after my show, the fans tell me I'm they idol
I done gave niggas bags, I done gave niggas cash
And they still fucked it up when they was down to they last
I just know how that shit feel when you down and niggas have it
I just tryna be the helpin' hand that I never had
Bitch, I'm beamin', put the beam on him, he gon' choke
Lil' bitch, I'm in Tallahassee lookin'—, yeah
Bitch, I'm beamin', put the beam on him, he gon' choke
I'm in Tallahassee lookin' for the ceilin'
Brodie think it's Call of Duty, at your corner with the scope
I been sippin' heavy Wock' while you niggas pourin' Scope
Brand-new Moncler, the way it's huggin', I can float
I know what I spent on lean, it's a Yacht and not a boat
You can't be showin' too much love, I had to learn the hard way
I seen niggas turn petty once they made a lil' pape'
Most of these niggas really scared, yeah, it be all in they face
I fix everybody plate and niggas still ain't take the case
That was God's way of tellin' me to crop 'em out your frame
Promise I've been givin' all the love and all I'm gettin' back is pain
My first arm I was bustin' down, buyin' one that's plain
She playin' dress up in my room, I had let her wear a chain
They want me to rap more about the pain and less about the drank
But the shit I go through real, sometimes it hurt too much to say
Don't give a fuck about no hoes, boy, we really havin' pape'
All it took was eight months, I spent 800K on drank
You know we certified lover boys, pull up, all Dracs
In the back of that new Maybach, the windows got drapes
Always knew I was gon' be rich, now I am, this shit crazy
My son said I'm super cool and daddy life really amazin'
Yeah
Damn near numb
Ain't numb to it all
You know?
I might not be numb, man
You might need to check on me
[Verse]
I've been stayin' to myself, niggas leeches and they weird
He was gangster than a bitch, now he in court cryin' tears
You ain't had no real money, you've been broke for some years
'Cause if I give your bitch my shirt, she treat it like a souvenir
Should I really own your catalog? You got your style from me
Shit, them niggas on my Instagram watch me like TMZ
I need my copyright, you know this shit forever, yeah, for life
I can't help it, I hold grudges, I remember shit for life
I just bеat a gun case, now I got one more to fight
Thеy be scared to play with FN, know we do this shit on sight
Niggas heard that button blowin', they probably thought it was a rifle
Me and Gre after my show, the fans tell me I'm they idol
I done gave niggas bags, I done gave niggas cash
And they still fucked it up when they was down to they last
I just know how that shit feel when you down and niggas have it
I just tryna be the helpin' hand that I never had
Bitch, I'm beamin', put the beam on him, he gon' choke
Lil' bitch, I'm in Tallahassee lookin'—, yeah
Bitch, I'm beamin', put the beam on him, he gon' choke
I'm in Tallahassee lookin' for the ceilin'
Brodie think it's Call of Duty, at your corner with the scope
I been sippin' heavy Wock' while you niggas pourin' Scope
Brand-new Moncler, the way it's huggin', I can float
I know what I spent on lean, it's a Yacht and not a boat
You can't be showin' too much love, I had to learn the hard way
I seen niggas turn petty once they made a lil' pape'
Most of these niggas really scared, yeah, it be all in they face
I fix everybody plate and niggas still ain't take the case
That was God's way of tellin' me to crop 'em out your frame
Promise I've been givin' all the love and all I'm gettin' back is pain
My first arm I was bustin' down, buyin' one that's plain
She playin' dress up in my room, I had let her wear a chain
They want me to rap more about the pain and less about the drank
But the shit I go through real, sometimes it hurt too much to say
Don't give a fuck about no hoes, boy, we really havin' pape'
All it took was eight months, I spent 800K on drank
You know we certified lover boys, pull up, all Dracs
In the back of that new Maybach, the windows got drapes
Always knew I was gon' be rich, now I am, this shit crazy
My son said I'm super cool and daddy life really amazin'
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