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Numbness Video (MV)




Performed By: Deen Chase
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Deen Chambers




Deen Chase - Numbness Lyrics




It's 3 a.m. and hoes all on my body (Yea)
My money long, I want it then I got it (Yea)
I'm smoking strong, I'm numb off some exotic (Yea)
I'm rolling on, I'm numb off some narcotic (Yea)

Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs
Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs

Ring the alarms
Tell who you want
Cry me a river, nigga
Sing me a song
I'll face the law
I'll take the charge
I'll die for all my niggas
If that's what it costs
I don't give a f*ck, I don't explain things
I just copped some ice to numb the pain away
Bitches love the finger-pointer blame game
Everything's a disappointment, shame ain't it?

It's 3 a.m. and hoes all on my body (Yea)
My money long, I want it then I got it (Yea)
I'm smoking strong, I'm numb off some exotic (Yea)
I'm rolling on, I'm numb off some narcotic (Yea)

Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs
Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs

Still can't heal, still can't feel
Still can't look at the man in the mirror
Why you here? The love ain't real
If I ain't on deck, you abandon the ship
I'm so lonely, I'm so low
But I don't need no companion to trip
I'm so cold, girl, I'm so cold
Blunts and scented candles' lit
I don't feel shit anymore
I move like a walking corpse
I've seen this nightmare before
Banging and banging on doors
Imagine me trapped in my thoughts
I'm going through it
Pull up and hit the exhaust, shit get exhaust
Shit piss me off
Too f*cking often forget to 'let god'
Christian Dior keeps me Christian for sure
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English

It's 3 a.m. and hoes all on my body (Yea)
My money long, I want it then I got it (Yea)
I'm smoking strong, I'm numb off some exotic (Yea)
I'm rolling on, I'm numb off some narcotic (Yea)

Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs
Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs

Ring the alarms
Tell who you want
Cry me a river, nigga
Sing me a song
I'll face the law
I'll take the charge
I'll die for all my niggas
If that's what it costs
I don't give a f*ck, I don't explain things
I just copped some ice to numb the pain away
Bitches love the finger-pointer blame game
Everything's a disappointment, shame ain't it?

It's 3 a.m. and hoes all on my body (Yea)
My money long, I want it then I got it (Yea)
I'm smoking strong, I'm numb off some exotic (Yea)
I'm rolling on, I'm numb off some narcotic (Yea)

Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs
Bring me more drugs
Still need more drugs
Bring me more drugs
More drugs

Still can't heal, still can't feel
Still can't look at the man in the mirror
Why you here? The love ain't real
If I ain't on deck, you abandon the ship
I'm so lonely, I'm so low
But I don't need no companion to trip
I'm so cold, girl, I'm so cold
Blunts and scented candles' lit
I don't feel shit anymore
I move like a walking corpse
I've seen this nightmare before
Banging and banging on doors
Imagine me trapped in my thoughts
I'm going through it
Pull up and hit the exhaust, shit get exhaust
Shit piss me off
Too f*cking often forget to 'let god'
Christian Dior keeps me Christian for sure
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Writer: Deen Chambers
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