[Part 1: Numb]
[Hook]
sh**, now boy you got me to the point where I don't give a f**
Yeah, I know I was slippin' for a minute
But it's funny cause you trippin' up
And I don't care if n***as getting up
You got me to the point where I don't give a f**
You could even call my phone but I ain't picking up
Cause I remember I was riding ‘till a n***a caught them flats
Ain't nobody had my back, lose all my b**hes half
And they got me to the point where I don't give a f**
[Verse]
Man how it feel to be numb
What, that sound crazy n***a numb is no feelings
I'm 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 I'm tryna find a wife
When every b**h I like seem to be living for them likes
Girl, it's more than just your insta, that see the bigger picture
Speaking of insta, finna gram with my n***as
Making plans with my n***as
Left my b**h and now it's no stress
I get to popping, now she watching, that's my rolex
It's no rest when you tryna get your name out
n***as come from nooses, stupid I ain't tryna hang out
Especially with lame n***as
I paint the picture, dip the brush up in my pain n***a
Yeah bars to you n***as, strip you of your pride
I'm like stars to you n***as
Ain't a secret on a Sunday, all these b**hes get to t**ng
And n***as get to searching, but now we call that thirsting
Man I swear twitter turn lyin' into talent
Until then I'm a try and find balance
[Outro]
sh** if I was ever slippin', know I got up
And n***as keep putting them shots up
But they ‘gon keep breaking and we ‘gon keep laughing
‘Cause they ‘gon keep tripping and we ‘gon sneak past ‘em
Mothaf** ‘em though, it go cut the p**y n***as or you is one
Stingy with the f**s, bro you know I ain't finna give none
I said you know I ain't finna give none
[Part 2: F.L.I.P]
[Verse]
Man I'm never simpin' it's against the flip laws
sh** b**hes 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 n***as mob at, for sure you could get robbed at
A p**y n***a get clapped and we applaud that
Man I'm probably in the hood with a terrible run
Or the same city Harold was from
No disrespect but I don't care who shot 50
See we was more concerned with who shot Ricky
Boyz N' The Hood when we was boys in the hood
A n***a snitched and brought the boys to the hood
It's all bad now, but you could get it if you asked for it
Don't try to trip without a pa**port
Man I swear that I'm a present to the street
And never fail, they ain't 'effing with the beast