To be honest at this point
It's not even about you
Bouta pull up in the double fudge cake
With cream cheese icing
I'll let you bring your friends
Even though they don't like me
Back in high school
I wasn't voted most likely
But now I'm getting paid
And everybody acts nicely
It's crazy
I'm young and making plays
River north ninja with the swords on slay (whah)
Got the Polo on my hat
It match the old school J's
I was digging through the joint
Found an old school tape
It was lit
Summer '09
We were kids being kids
Just young and on fire
But I wasn't worthwhile apparently
Either that or all these girls were just scared of me
They couldn't see potential in me
And mentioning me
Wasn't anything they was trying to do
So all of my days are blue
And that's why I was working through
The nights you were sippin' brews
So no wonder I got the fucking juice, bitch
And while I'm numb to it all
I've grown numb to it all
(You're Like Novacane)
(Novacane)
I'm bouta pull up pull up, ayyee
(You're Like Novacane)
(Novacane)
(You're Like Novacane)
(Novacane)