#OperationNumb (Remix) ft. King Teddy Lyrics

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

Demons in my head I can't sleep

I've been feeling like a zombie for weeks

I tried to jump off the deep end

Percs got me geeking

Voices in my head like

All my demons speaking

Get caught at the head light

Ain't stopping at no red light

All my friends are dead right

All your friends are fed like

She wanna get the bed tie

Baby what's your head like

She bicoastal

Puerto Rican from the west side

Now she local

I go postal

Like I'm suppose to

Gotta watch these niggas gotta be cautious when they approach you

They really some vultures

We really be stepping

They do it for the culture

We do it for the helpless

We was raised in the ghetto

Momma raising her sons

We was raised in the Meadow

We really from the slums though

Perc 30 sprite dirty

Nine on me like Rondo

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