Numb (feat. Profit, Niño & Loon Chapo)

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He just a young nigga
Naw we don't do this here for fun nigga
You up that gun you better dump
Put that shit back in the trunk wit ya
Bitch it's all gas don't let this pump hit cha
See I don't f*ck witcha
I don't trust nigga's naw 
And I done grind so many years shit I can't give up
I keep my chin up
10 to the ground and ride with winners
Then we spin right round ya block just like some spinners
And I hopped right out a box with 2 straps like I wore suspenders
I can't f*ck with pretenders, shit counterfeit like 50's
See Ima keep it 100 and keep a 100 wit me
See I turned nothing to something
See I ain't folding for nothing
I lost my sister to the streets and I ain't see the shit coming
Aye its ok mama don't worry bout it
I'm numb
In theses streets here it bring pain especially where I from
From the hood now we out buying houses
Uh huh
Pain on my chest I ain't gone cry bout it
Bitch we on fire lit like a live wire
Respect where we go don't worry bout our attire
Tell em bring the firefighters out
See he's a fighter but can't fight another round
Its just one night and now she tryna stay around
I got that pack in but it come from outta town
I made it happen when nobody was around
Won't catch me lacking bitch I got it in the pouch
I made it out don't give a f*ck who round to vouch

To all my young niggas 
The ones that scrapping out the pots to get them funds nigga
The one that's brought up on the block packing a gun 
I swear this game will make your feelings numb
You up that glock and pop you bet not run
I'm so numb it's hard for me to feel love
The block and my glock is the only thing that I hug
At a loss for words they gone fly like birds
We gone get em gone tonight
Lord I ain't living right

I been up I been down 
I been lost I been found
I been knocked to the ground but I get up
They say you changed, hell naw I switch up
Trust issues I don't wanna be round today
Lil homie 15 he caught em one round the way 
I done seen hard times apartments section 8 
I was hustling when my pops stayed on 38th
Pockets on fat fat I love to chubby chase
I been getting rack racks and staying out the way
I can't trust no bitch they be to nosey
Yeah I really got a plug I could flood the city
Gotta watch my back cuz a couple snakes done bit me 
Now I'm clutching on that burner shoot until it's empty
If I die today I know the real gone miss me
They never say to my face but I know they diss me 
It's a shame cuz well I wish em
I just came back from all the hell I been through 
Big homie in the street serving like drive through
Ima get by any means cause was taught to
Build a foundation so I won't fall through

To all my young niggas 
The ones that scrapping out the pots to get them funds nigga
The one that's brought up on the block packing a gun 
I swear this game will make your feelings numb
You up that glock and pop you bet not run
I'm so numb it's hard for me to feel love
The block and my glock is the only thing that I hug
At a loss for words they gone fly like birds
We gone get em gone tonight
Lord I ain't living right

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