Numb (feat. A-Vert & Klow)

I said I'm lost in imitation, nigga tired of the faking Destination 'round the world, a vacation's what we taking I've been saying, fry up on the beat just like a pan Finest Muslim bitch with roots, she's tracing to Iran Open Bands what I'm prayin' for, As-Salamu Alakyum though Praying for the peace but niggas never seem to make it home Really wish that I was stoned, probo always on my dome Playing with my freedom, call my sister of the pay phone Damn a nigga rantin', see the rednecks out in Canton And you know a nigga slidin' cause the noose they get to tyin' And a nigga scared of dying, visions of my momma crying But I never let it happen, nigga always bout that action aye What you need what you need for the bands huh? Palm reader see the vision through my hands, yeah Good pussy stretch it like a rubber band Wanna call me Superman but nigga I ain't write to Stan Said I see you on the ground with that ass Girl let me come through I don't usually like to ask No it's really on you, I don't need to smash 'cause baby I got options Can't be boxed in I could beat it up like we motherfuckin' boxin' Know I'm ten toes like, what the f*ck my socks in? I mean What the f*ck in my socks? I done bought the barn like chicken pox And I came from, sleeping on a cot And I came from, sleeping on a couch Get my name out yo mouth Just gone pull up with that bounce Used to pull up with them ounces, I ain't get allowance til I... (Til I, til I) Went and brought the pound in now I'm plottin... Chauffeur and accountant Heard faith can move a mountain Give me change like a fountain Focused on my riches Gave me signs but then i missed it Wrapped me up like stitches and she jumped inside my britches Different perspective and angles, it's a different vision I can see it clearer but I don't know what I'm missing I'm too clean up in the kitchen like I'm washing dishes I just really want it alI guess I'm too ambitious (Uh) Really crazy it's familiar faces on my hit list I'm inside my bag man they wish that they could get this If you fucking with us put a price up on ya soul (On ya soul) Beating all the odds, I can't find a better goal Tryna break the mold, leave the pieces on the floor Heard they creeping 'fore we light up, gone and lock the door (Gone and lock it) So much on my mind, tell me what you wanna know Expiration on my patience, this shit getting old Take you back a year and I'm so numb that I can't feel my toes Just a year later I can't find my heart like where'd it go