Dumb

Said I'm driving on the wrong side of the road
Now I swerve and I crash, now I'm gone
I don't feel a thing, I'm numb
I go dumb on a beat
Isolate, I don't speak
I'm a beast when I speak on the mic
Take lives with the bars that I write
Fuck all of the hype
I been in it for a minute, I been living out my vision
Got bars like a prison saying "fuck you" to the system
I been in it, I make a killing and leave without a witness
I go off, take flight like Mike, 23
What you mean? I been watching from the side and this shit ain't what it seems
Caught up in between all the stress and all the nonsense
If this shit was a challenge I would win the fucking contеst (Aye, aye, aye)
Wrong placе, right time to try find a sliver lining
Now I'm shinning like a diamond on my Pink Floyd shit
I been in the fucking void since this happened
I quit pill trapping and went back to rapping
Fuck the dramatics, I'm back in this shit
Attacking the beat, pack a punch with my fist
Go dumb in this shit, make 'em run in this shit (Run, run, run)
And I don't even got a fucking gun on my hip (Haha)