#NUMB
Arima Slit
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Don't, don't, don't, don't Yeah, rollin' dope stick to my thumb, ayy I just get high till I'm dumb, ayy Don't wanna feel nothing, ayy Just wanna be NUMB Tell her done even call my phone, ayy Right now I'm so gone, ayy Don't wanna go home, ayy All black fit like crow When this shit end, I guess nobody know I ain't felt like this in a minute My lady pretty and she independent I ain't had no choice, had to go, get it Focused achieving my goals, missions My baby want her a gold pendant But I know the lining is silver Watching all my niggas ball, Adam Silver Cool with robbers turned them into some killers My heart ain't been this cold since last December Smoking sticky, no, I can't remember I can take a bitch, I don't need Tinder Put this shit on, real fashion killer Run up racks, put it right in the duffel Bout that sack, yeah, my niggas gon' rush you If you need anything, you can holla I'm in New York York smoking grabba Rolling dope stick to my thumb, ayy I just get high till I'm dumb, ayy Don't wanna feel nothing, ayy Just wanna be NUMB Tell her don't even call my phone, ayy Right now I'm so gone, ayy Don't wanna go home, ayy All black fit like crow When this shit end, I guess nobody know I ain't felt like this in a minute My lady pretty and she independent I had no choice, had to go, get it Focused achieving my goals, missions My baby want her a gold pendant But I know the lining is silver Watching all my niggas ball, Adam Silver Cool with robbers turned them into some killers Everyday, NBA, how we ball Demons try to come knock me down But I'm standing tall On the way, turn the speed racer If I get that call And we just been living life like it ain't no tomorrow Because we ain't promised tomorrow Everyday, NBA, how we roll Demons try to come, knock me down But I'm standing tall On the way, turn the speed racer If I get that call And we just been living life like it ain't no tomorrow Because we ain't promised tomorrow Rolling dope stick to my thumb, ayy I just get hot till I'm dumb, ayy Don't wanna feel nothing, ayy Just wanna be NUMB Tell her don't even call my phone, ayy Right now I'm so gone, ayy Don't wanna go home, ayy All black fit like crow When this shit end, I guess nobody know I ain't felt like this in a minute My lady pretty and she independent I ain't had no choice, had to go get it Focused achieving my goals, missions My baby want her a gold pendant But I know the lining is silver Watching all my niggas ball, Adam Silver Cool it, robbers turned them into some killers
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