Numb ft. Clayfrumjodeci Lyrics

Let my main man go Let my main man go

He been fightin' all his life Pray to Allah inshallah

You crossed me once, I'd be a fool If I let you cross me twice

Woke up this mornin, throw on my suit Four pockets full, before lil baby

You ain't my baby, you ain't my lady Bitches, you crazy, stop callin' me baby

I gotta run it up I feel like Lil Wayne, bitch, don't worry

About what's in my cup While I got back sippin, I'm droppin' four

Shit Deuces ain't enough

I feel the drink, my face numbin' up

Just got that call, they like, ayy, Clay, wanna come put him down

I said, that's cool shit, nigga, like me, we just don't call the pound

Spend the money, they'll put him down A small fee, get their ass around

Ain't no order, ain't no structure in this town

When I come through, don't make a sound

22, I was out in cali, flexin' in the Bentley

Now I'm back in the city, and these niggas think they fuckin' with me

Like I ain't been a goat, like I ain't had a shit in it

Yo, niggas mad at me, cause they lil' bitch don't fuck around and let a nigga poke

All the shootouts with my blick, you know I gotta keep it groovy

Niggas think this shit a game, till we start shootin' like a movie

Percacet is my pain, I mix this lean up with a smoothie

Double cups stay in my hand, you know I gotta keep it groovy

Homies hit my line, press five, money for my slime

H.I.P my niggas miss your soul, wish you ain't die

Couple niggas bit the cheese, they told the truth while you ain't lie

I can't go out like no sucker nigga, and it ain't my time

I stay poled up, froze up, don't get rolled up

Bitches know us, don't owe us, get your throat cut

Southside to the death of me, I'm steppin' like a gamma

Had my son when I was trappin, stashed a dope up in his pamper

Let my main man go, he been fightin' all his life

Pray to Allah, inshallah, then my lil' baby see the light

You cross me once, I'd be a fool if I let you cross me twice

My pockets full before, lil' baby, you ain't my baby, you ain't my lady

Bitches, you crazy, stop callin' me baby, I gotta run it up

I feel like Lil' Wayne, bitch, don't worry about what's in my cup

While I got back sippin, I'm droppin' four, seduces ain't enough

I feel the track, my face numbin' up

I feel the track, my face numbin' up