Money Man – Numb To The Pain Lyrics

 

Numb To The Pain Lyrics Money Man

Numb To The Pain Lyrics

 

Numb To The Pain Lyrics by Money Man

 

I got numb to the pain
Ain’t no mo feeling left inside me
Seen a n**** get slained
These streets they shiesty and they grimey
Better make sure you on point
Cus if you aint you might get bodied

I got a muh-fuckin family to feed
Was a juvenile just like 400 degrees
We was servin and scammin ain’t got no degree
We ain’t got no diploma but we got some P’s
All that hatin and shit that shit a disease
Ima ride to the neck shit ain’t talkin about Z’s
She the perfect creation I hit it and flee
I don’t care You know I ain’t duckin no beef
Got heart in me I ain’t red no mo
Gotta get it and go ima grab me a pole
‘Fore I walk out the doe ima up it and blow
And turn him to a ghost
Ima up it and blow and smoke him like a ‘port
…cause I feel like a goat
I should give you the C8 you’ll be stupid to race
Always think that he hard ima
He deservin’ that federal hate
All them n***** who traded they dead to me now
Told her come here please give some head to me now
Getting rich from these boxes I’m sending them out
I got shooters around I be sending them out
If it’s pussies around I be fishin ’em out
Killin em I’m really feelin her i’m really diggin her
Chill out lil n**** ya pockets ain’t big enough
Chill out lil n**** you know you ain’t rich as us
I just want loyalty I just be needing trust
I don’t need nothin else I just want megabucks
N***** be talkin shit then they go tell on us
I’m not a piru but I’ma go line em up
We ain’t got eczema we never drying up
…we finna go tie em up
I’m not a lamb but im finna go light em up

Yeah Yeah
Tried to give you my heart but really you ain’t deserve it
Every time I’m on shrooms I think ’bout knowledge and my purpose
Even though she got flaws in my eyes lil shawty perfect

Yeah, I tried to show you a better way
You just featherweight
I gotta sit back and medicate
Get hit with bullets I hope you got medicaid
I been a G since a jit I was in second grade
but I’m not talking bout lemonade
I got traffic then work on the interstate
My girl look purty and curvy and smart
Bruises on me from the jungle with scars
You tryna drive away with one of them cars
But you wont make it far we gone make that shit stop
I love the way that she make that shit pop
And I’m lovin’ the way that she make that shit drop
I made 100 from shiba and I made me 100… I know 100 ways
We beat his ass and I bet he disintegrate
We finna pull up and seek it and eliminate

Yeah Yeah
Tried to give you my heart but really you ain’t deserve it
Every time i’m on shrooms I think ’bout knowledge and my purpose
Even though she got flaws in my eyes lil shawty perfect