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vsop sity – numb كلمات اغاني

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verse 1: vsop sity
my mother turned 50 in 2020 /heard they offered lil bro 50 in 2020/get the strap i feel like 50 in 2020/no one playing fair so i’m on 50 in 2020/they k!lled my cousin in 2020 it f_cked me up /r.i.p to jah i swear to god enoughs enoughs/gotta call a spade a spade and a bluff a bluff /the same n_gga i thought was bluffin had it and upped the duff /shots fired cops sirens i turned and looked i was so close to the gunner a sh_ll burned my foot /bullets whizzin pass me the same story in every book/i looked the shootеr right in his eyes and he was vеry shook/i saved a life that night if you know then you know /i got love for young boy i’m just hopin you grow /and i ain’t doing this for clout this to open my soul /ain’t nothing fabulous about it this is summer is cold /and it’s just gettin started man this shìt is r_t_rded/aim ya pistal and spark it the way we living is heartless/ don’t make me feel like a target/ i’m a go get get it regardless/when you spittin what you livings when n_gga feel it the hardest /rule number one in these streets is don’t talk to law /i seen a n_gga get shot and walked it off / if you ain’t a shot caller stop callin calls/now it’s up and you wishing that you can call it off /now you masked up and mags up for ya last summer /hope ya racks up cause on last buck it gets dummer /hot that ass up when that mag buss the switch hummers /bunch of dead opps sad f_ckers and sick mothers /this the way we choose /i’m glad my brother stayed in school /i rather play the back of this pistal before i play the food /n_ggas out here starving will murder you for a plate food /when you in check are you gon fold or gonna make ya move/i keep a poker face even in chess/ ya life flash before ya eyes ya soul leaving ya flesh / 2020 ain’t it all i’ve been seeing is death /but i just take it all in stride i ain’t even depressed i’m numb

hook:
i ain’t even depressed im numb 4x

verse 2:
these cold days turn to summer nights/youngin picked his pistal up cause he don’t wanna fight /fighting demons everyday and neither one a like/the only options that he know was either gun or knife /sh_t ain’t nothing nice living in gutta /had to find a way to get it tired of livin wit his mother /sh_t was gucci but she changed when they k!lled his bigger brother /and the funds was gettin low he started whippin wit the b_ttah /makin money on the corner sh_t was gravy /till n_ggas started hatin and he had to grip the 80/he caught a opp lackin shot the n_gga wit his baby/and made the hood how and now sh_t is gettin crazy /his attitude was different he was feeling like a gangster /he ain’t have to shoot him but he had to get his rank up/got a lil name and started gettin to the paper /put his homies on they held him down like anchor/but more money brings more issues /and more violence bring more pistals he don’t understand it/and stack up incase the law get you and stay focus on the dogs wit you cause they be underhanded / they tried to set him up and line him for the cheese/they got the drop on his connect and tried to robem for the keys/but he knew he had to figure how to solve it for he bleed/he had to figure out a plan a lil time is what he need /this is true /i swear these streets don’t get enough /it be ya own day ones that try to set you up/catchin slippin for the work and try to wet you up /but he was smart he been knew he had to level up /see his watching/peeping his n_ggas plotting /listening to conversations bout where they bringing the drop in/where he making his plays and where they bringing the guap in

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