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rjmrla - numb to my feelings lyrics

[intro: rjmrla]
sh-t, i be trippin’
i be in jail somewhere
trippin’ on none of that
i’m just tryna get me on
get you on
get us all on, f-ck that
a bunch b-tches
a bunch of bad b-tches
get the bag b-tches
take it in the -ss b-tches
b-tches tryna enterprise b-tches
that f-ck other b-tches
i’m just sayin’, b-tches
it’s cool to be cool, ya know i’m sayin’?
get acquainted, get to know each other, ya know?
i’m just sayin’, b-tches
huh, that sh-t the right way
know you not a b-tch and all, but uh

[verse 1: rjmrla]
we had a table full of bunch of b-tches
bad b-tches, had my new b-tch with my other b-tches
they smash us, took some b-tches from some other n-gg-s
they gl-ss tippin’, spillin’ rosé on her t-tties
man, that sh-t was last minute
back in it like a jack and i do what i toast to, huh
i put on, my foot on, print all in they vocals
spend like four racks on some snow, boo
it don’t even snow up in l.a., but all my stones do
they still hatin’ on the old juice
you a brick away from broke, juice
get it how you know, juice
get the dough, juice
get it down her throat, juice
if you ain’t seen the drip before it splash, you don’t know, juice
i’m just tryna build my clientele up
who said you can’t sell drugs and do coach-lla?
if i ever get shot and die, it was a set up
crash a new ‘rari, survive and take a head up

[chorus: rjmrla]
ayy, why lately i been numb to my feelings?
got a hunnid in this drop
i been climbin’ through your buildin’
i could pull up on the opp
lately i been numb to my feelings
i been numb to my feelings, i ain’t feelin’ no pain
i been numb to my feelings, they been feelin’ the same
why lately i been numb to my feelings?
i been numb to my feelings, i ain’t feelin’ no pain
i been numb to my feelings, they been feelin’ the same

[verse 2: the game]
everybody know, chuck come through with them hood rihannas
them b-tches that be havin’ they birthdays in beni hannas
flow raw as f-ck, keep the condoms
n-gg-s really don’t want no drama
we got everything in that sprinter right behind us
know where to find us, we all in our section, yeah
yellin’ out, “hoods,” countin’ bullets and blessings
one time for the west side n-gg-s, two-step like this
n-gg-, b walk, tell ’em make room, so blood, don’t trip, uh
fendi jacket with the feline on it
gon’ keep it, i don’t need it, homie
know i got the heater on me
set the homie used to run base, derek jeter know me
death row chain, wife beater on me
she said her p-ssy wet
took her to the bathroom so she can show me
let me f-ck her in the club and she don’t even know me
p-ssed her to the brodi

- rjmrla lyrics

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