Number$
Numbers make me numb-er to my pain and all my blunders
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Numbers make me numb-er to my pain and all my blunders
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Burning out, yeah, that my wheels that be wilding out
Yeah, no doubt, pretty pennies fall into my couch
I got out, yeah, drink some more and I pout
I push down all my feelings, got me wild now
What's your worth, bitch
What's your worth, dick
Whatchu working, now you want kids soon
Man, that's perfect, you balling like Irving
Put the pencil to the paper like you Kerwin
This your verdict, oh shit, was it worth it
You living to die
That's why your paper taller than your ego (Whoo)
Now your fam hates you (Damn), while you jack it from a peep hole
Made up all your money just to sell yourself and reap, hoe
My dreams are lethal
Get the fuck out the way, yeah, my mindless ego
I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna mingle
Man, fuck you, yeah, plastic people
Numbers make me numb-er to my pain and all my blunders
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Numbers make me numb-er to my pain and all my blunders
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Madness in the back
Come on, put on another track
I be running outta reasons on why I can't text you back
'Cause I'm busy, that's a fact
'Cause I'm busy 'cause I'm sad
P-Pulling on my patience, but it not you
I'm just raging over making this shit work
Hate to work it by the pages
Off this paper with the fucking old white dude on it
Honest, Imma rock this shit, no Onyx
Dollar sign after my mind
Yeah, greed change a man, no more nice guy
Standing here on my side, that a fine line
Like do I give it up just to buy time
Like do I give it mother fucking peace, or a week, or a month
Or am I gonna give it some space
Space the case I beat up for some days
Off some mother fucking bliss, don't exist anyways
You snooze, you lose, or give up all your time
Pace it back and forth to watch it pass by
Or make the change to make change in your life
Sign for life to the devils in disguise
Fuck it, I'm through it, I'm gonna keep moving
Nirvana, nirvana, "Oh hey, how you doing"
I'm still fucking clueless on how I'm gon' do this
But we gon' be fine if we just keep on moving
Moving, I be running on time that I'm losing
Who I'm fooling, no, I'm not stupid
Attack the heart, yeah, just like I'm Cupid
I've been cruising in my car like I'm Lupin
Yeah, gassing up, leave it in the dust
With the rain, yeah, rain turn it into rust
All the diamonds in the sky burning like the sun
Better slow down, midnight air hit the lungs
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Numbers make me numb-er to my pain and all my blunders
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Burning out, yeah, that my wheels that be wilding out
Yeah, no doubt, pretty pennies fall into my couch
I got out, yeah, drink some more and I pout
I push down all my feelings, got me wild now
What's your worth, bitch
What's your worth, dick
Whatchu working, now you want kids soon
Man, that's perfect, you balling like Irving
Put the pencil to the paper like you Kerwin
This your verdict, oh shit, was it worth it
You living to die
That's why your paper taller than your ego (Whoo)
Now your fam hates you (Damn), while you jack it from a peep hole
Made up all your money just to sell yourself and reap, hoe
My dreams are lethal
Get the fuck out the way, yeah, my mindless ego
I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna mingle
Man, fuck you, yeah, plastic people
Numbers make me numb-er to my pain and all my blunders
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Numbers make me numb-er to my pain and all my blunders
Pull me over, that my demons under cover
Under covers, you can't 'scape this
'Less you lay around like some lumber, bummer
Madness in the back
Come on, put on another track
I be running outta reasons on why I can't text you back
'Cause I'm busy, that's a fact
'Cause I'm busy 'cause I'm sad
P-Pulling on my patience, but it not you
I'm just raging over making this shit work
Hate to work it by the pages
Off this paper with the fucking old white dude on it
Honest, Imma rock this shit, no Onyx
Dollar sign after my mind
Yeah, greed change a man, no more nice guy
Standing here on my side, that a fine line
Like do I give it up just to buy time
Like do I give it mother fucking peace, or a week, or a month
Or am I gonna give it some space
Space the case I beat up for some days
Off some mother fucking bliss, don't exist anyways
You snooze, you lose, or give up all your time
Pace it back and forth to watch it pass by
Or make the change to make change in your life
Sign for life to the devils in disguise
Fuck it, I'm through it, I'm gonna keep moving
Nirvana, nirvana, "Oh hey, how you doing"
I'm still fucking clueless on how I'm gon' do this
But we gon' be fine if we just keep on moving
Moving, I be running on time that I'm losing
Who I'm fooling, no, I'm not stupid
Attack the heart, yeah, just like I'm Cupid
I've been cruising in my car like I'm Lupin
Yeah, gassing up, leave it in the dust
With the rain, yeah, rain turn it into rust
All the diamonds in the sky burning like the sun
Better slow down, midnight air hit the lungs
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Writer(s): Grey Cullen
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