Sean Combs - Cocaine (I Cant Feel My Face) lyrics

Yeah Honorable C-Note Aw yeah [Diddy:] Cocaine on the table, I wasn't always able I watch these n***as get rich all in these f**in' 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 David 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