Can't Feel My Face

Yeah
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Aw yeah

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

These niggas really out here tripping mane
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face

[French Montana:]
I was whipping on the stove and watching [?] cake
I was whipping on two pots like I was losing face
I was digging through the crates like, [?]
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 mixing pills and liquor, I can't feel my face
Shoutout sugar, lush, marvin, make the hood famous
Gangsta, what your name is?
Gangsta, what your name is?

[Diddy:]
These niggas really out here tripping mane
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face

[French Montana:]
Lord, thank you for all the aspiration 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 nothing. You know, I act like I'm just numb to the, to the pain 'cause I'm bleeding on the inside. That's why I do the things I do