Yeah
Honorable C-Note
Aw yeah

[Diddy:]
Cocaine on the table, I wasn't always able
I watch these n***as get rich selling these fuckin' fables
They like to cook the numbers, we don't cook the numbers
We just want the summer, you can have that woman

These n***as really out here trippin' man
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face

[French Montana:]
I was whippin' on the stove and watchin' [?] cake
I was whippin' on two pots like I was losin' face
I was diggin' through the crates like Big L, Joe Crack baby
Have a shootout on that corner, right by Larry Davis
Shoutout the G, we roll ourselves, you block, them boys who's dangerous
Got me mixin' pills and liquor, I can't feel my face
Shoutout Sugarlicous, Marvin, make the hood famous
Gangsta, what your name is?
Gangsta, what your name is?

[Diddy:]
These n***as really out here trippin' mane
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
[French Montana:]
[Outro]
Lord, thank you for all the inspiration you gave us. You tell, tell Buddha, he say "for every day you wake up, you're born again". Sometimes, I gotta, I have you act like you sometimes. You know this. You act like I don't see nothin'. You know, I act like I'm just numb to the, to the pain 'cause I'm bleedin' on the inside. That's why I do the things I do