#OperationNumb (feat. Tati)

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Money Makin Ace

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Demons in my head
Said I'm better off dead
I believed em so the pills I popped em
If it wasn't for them woulda prolly been dead
Takin' meds to clear my head yeah it showed me other options
The demons in my head
Said I'm better off dead
I believed them so the pills I popped them
If it wasn't for them woulda prolly been dead
Takin' meds to clear my head yeah it showed me other options
Surrounded by fake friends
Lot of niggas envying
It's a lot of shit we did
Ain't no time for regrets
They taught us to stand on that
4000 Block where shit get sticky
Leave bro frozen if he slide here tripping
Growing up I ain't have a dollar
Momma strugglin' to pay the bills
Pops ain't home he off just tryna chill
Saw momma break down and blame me I ain't know how to feel
Lost bro at 13 I was geekin' off the pills
I ain't wanna feel
I did what I did in them apartments
I ain't have no other options
Walkin' on that corner made me a target
And I can't go out like that
He shoot then I'm shooting back
No bed for me I was sleepin' wit the roaches
No bread to eat so everything I had was stolen
It was stolen
Surrounded by fake friends
Lot of niggas envying
It's a lot of shit we did
Ain't no time for regrets
They taught us to stand on that
To stand on that
Demons in my head
Said I'm better off dead
I believed em so the pills I popped em
If it wasn't for them woulda prolly been dead
Takin' meds to clear my head yeah it showed me other options
The demons in my head
Said I'm better off dead
I believed em so the pills I popped em
If it wasn't for them woulda prolly been dead
Takin' meds to clear my head yeah it showed me other options
I been depressed ever since I left school
Boogies in my head and they tell me what to do
Driving down the street in that busted ass coupe
I might hit that wall just to kill myself too
Back in highschool the teens flourished where I'm at
Unless you were a Mexican a handicap or Black
I don't be friends with niggas they stab you in the back
I don't be friends with bitches I'm getting to attached
She sound like mac and cheese
Why won't you smile for me
I remember hanging my head out the roof
Skating a mile on my way back to school
Now I really don't know don't know what to do
Don't get along with people I can't follow rules
Demons in my head
Said I'm better off dead
I believed em so the pills I popped em
If it wasn't for them woulda prolly been dead
Takin' meds to clear my head yeah it showed me other options

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