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he so lit

Bust it down into the splits (damn nigga)

Damn

Bitches can't compete

Try to knock me down by bitches always way to weak

Collecting itty

I, will find a way
To bring you back to me
Bryce, are we in any danger? and time will make you see
Bitch i am the danger when i'm driving on a friday

them mac11s
Playing too hard but not games
Sliming tonight with my gang
Thrive for the chills ain't no pain
Whole block finna sing on this name
Wasting

I don't cater to haters
Rappin in Multiple layers
Are you a watcher or fuckin player
I'm a Jedi master with the saber
I'm a rapper with labor

I used to hear your voice every night, call me at 11:29

You say you'll drive by here in a minute, but nothing is the same now

You're Singing off

(your bed)
Marking the wall by your headboard
11:23
Let's fuck
I'm bored

Heart pumps
Every time you're near
Goosebumps
When you in my ear

Hands on my

Yo I'm tryna get paid
Y'all know who Oh It's FLU
Blue strips and gold chains my turn no won't wait (No)
Wont get by gon' get paid, my sights set

of these years
Ain't a thing in this world that could bring you to tears

You have run roads with the meanest of men
Eyes shot to hell by 11 am
I told you

Started rapping age 11
Born Again at 7
Too many years living for the world
Wasn't thinking bout Heaven
Felt so lost no GPSing
Got to the intersection

that'll hit your dome
And make you wonder how you got home
Mistake this thunder for a clone
I'm not too fast to need a cohort
Mercenary clans are better

We are lost souls, rebellious without an action. Young characteristics on an ignorant black man. Click clack and then shots to one of mine, better

It’s 11’oclock at my spot
And I wanna see you for a lot of reasons
And you already know that
I’ll give you everything you came for
And everything you

beautiful family
Tell me
Does he know about the way
We made love
On the night you met me
At Johnny's Tavern
At 11:37
Last Thursday
you said, "hello"
are you

I like the way that you talk
Empty promises and pretty lies
Loving you is like
Watching a broken clock
All you are is just a waste of time
You always

Straight out the dungeons of rap.
i aint even goin cap

Bouta obtain the plane
like 9/11 you catch the blame
like a kamikaze in your brain
celebrate

Lady, I've never seen you here before
Looks like things are looking up 
Judging by the door

But honey if you don't mind 
I'll order us up

for me
Took me till next Jan to clear out the turmoil
Caused by other niggas
That are still ducking me
I played it down
Till they thought it was over

9-1-1 or 9-11
Man, I got these bitches dressin'
No undressin'
Learn your lesson
Boy, I'm comfy with a weapon
Man, I'm chillin'
Blood, I'm spillin'

world
No number 11
Just my lucky 7
On The Taurus crown inventor

Rest In Peace to all my music legends
But sorry freddy, no great pretender
Mixing rymes

These hoes be hoppin' dick to dick, that's why we call y'all bunnies
On my road to riches, nigga, I can't fall for nothin
Dropped out of school in 11

Imma get a flow for the vision
Fore' I let em know what the vision is and
When it's time for the vision
Time for the mimic
Time flies by when it's

I mean
What else was I supposed to do?
Tell me, what else was I supposed to do?
But just know
Mason I'll always love you
It was February 11, 2022

Bismillaahir Rahmaanir Raheem[11 Alhamdu lillaahi Rabbil
'Aalameen[2] Ar-Rahmaanir-Raheem3] Maliki Yawmid-Deen4] lyyaaka
Na'budu wa lyyaaka

Killer mode with the Mic
I'm talking that shiii oooh
I almost said it
I'm on a mission not to be perfect
I am Christian none of us are
I got the kind