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)