Numb

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[Intro] Something was telling me Either I quit this shit now and chase what I'm doing like, all the way Or I stay here and never get it Oh shit, was that recording? We might never get back to where we used to be Everything's still new to me Won't be no love lost We might never get back to where we used to be Everything's still new to me Won't be no love lost [Verse] You niggas act like bitchеs each time shit hit the fan Movе different Chris been addicted to seeing visions land Cold floors on palettes eviction notices, whip got slammed Label ain't resign me I'm dead broke tryn' flip the plan Written after written after written 'til my wrist is jammed Can't waste a fucking line Make sure every verse is a 10 for 10 Picturing the moment, my redemption arc could ascend to win Ain't switching up the focus 'Til I open up doors and get up in the same fucking buildings that they locked me out Negative balance in my account and I'm still poppin' out Opportunistic, I'm at that Smi and JID shit rocking out Thinking, "If this shit my only chance" then I'm gon' wild out Shit, I got my smile out Little do they know I'm feel that pain erupt The woman I was supposed to spend my life with said she hate my guts Niggas killed my cousin, plus my grandma wasn't waking up Still fucked them stages up I told Rob and Kev I'm in that field until my grave is tucked Fuck, I look like sleeping when there's more to do with this dream? I can't even by mom a crib off of these sixteens Rent was late again, they said they need that by the 15th I'll make it work I'm begging my landlord told him to give me two more days 48 passing Watch me come up with this bread in more ways than we imagine Bitch, my craziness is passion Go to lengths to see my greatness reach the masses I was whipping up protein shakes in the crib to make up for meals I ain't have Booked for shows with the guys but spent most bread on the trav Working 'til 3 a.m. but a 6 I'm back in my bag Fuck a self preservation I need this shit so damn bad Moving quickly, essentially My selfishness been blooming from a bent tree Growth is full of pain but I grew numb to when shit hit me A family home with kids in the backyard been sounding risky I had to make a choice and that choice I made was to pick me like pick-me's I'm standing on decisions I'm channeling a space to make tangibles from my vision If I die then so be it I'll handle it when I get there Failure ship doesn't live there I done told you mufuckers that I'm tired of running I'm tired of ducking I'm tired of struggling I'm tired of tiredness Tired of suffering Trying my hardest I gotta try something Gotta try something I gotta try something I gotta try something Before it's too late [Outro] Even if I did You would be the last up on that list I still can't believe you did that shit But in my heart I still want to We might never get
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Credits
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- Chris Patrick