Lyrics:
Please don’t try to make her cry
Coz I be tearing too
Send her to heaven by 11
I’ll be cheering you
You are a stranger and she wonders why I
I don’t trust
boy, live on 11th floor
Head out my window
Wonder what I'm livin' for
Knock on my door what's in store
It's my buddy "Bucks"
With the rabbit ear pockets
read Luke 11: 21
Don't make me preach (Preach)
Ayy, who your top five?
Kendrick (Huh?) , Cole (Huh?) , Drake? (Drake?)
Thug (Huh?) , Future (Ugh) , ain't
Penny say there he go again
Copper, look crooketer by the second
No time for checkin’ possession of weapons, that intent to sale marijuana
Pardon your
Gall karan end ve, paisa haiga kent ve
money, liquid jameya AC de vent te
Playing 11, Tu kar Press bench ve
Goal hona ni teto, kar press X ve
Tere arhgya
[01:08:00]Cause I gotta start digging deep
[01:11:00]And stop searching for attention and condition all affection
[01:15:00]Cause it ain't love (ain’t love)
Southern are sorry to announce that
The 11: 04 Southern service
From London Victoria is delayed
By approximately 13 minutes
This train will terminate
Must have been 11 years old
Swallowed by this black hole
I got tired of playing the role
Of someone else
I still carry the scars
Like a tattoo on my
we know real badboys did
If you think you're heavy, then I'm 11 tonne
But I'm at that stage of my life
I've been tryna get away from the hype
But it's
zapomenout
Začli jsme dělat rap protože nejsme oukej
Rodiny zničený, místo gymu jen flaška v ruce
Každej novej den je další cvičení
Chtěl by si mít víc, dělat
shoot a clip just like I Carly
Ion fw 12 so I'm toutin on that Mac 11
Said he too fly give him wings sent his ass to heaven
Hardest up in Texas still
They're still fucking crudy
I do it day and night, I'm Kid Cudi
I do it day and night while you're sleeping
Get that pack, it's gone by the evening
Talk
rap is an inside job like 9/11
I'm blowin' up in your peripheral like Building 7
Decipher what you're listening to
And let it set in
Study what is told
are my God
And I will ever praise You
Step by step you lead me
Write your word
On my heart its hidden
Memorize scripture
Verses for keeping
So that I
Wydawało mi się, że widzę
Kogoś na tylnym siedzeniu
Ale kiedy odwracam się - nikogo tam nie ma
Temperatura za oknem: 11 stopni, bak w 3
4 pełen Diesel'a
cose che succedono.
8. martaissima.
9. sandalina.
10. i sassi.
11. tarantino.
12. un po’ di te nel mio mondo.
13. io non
herder, game murdered by this pasty ink server
Fervor unmatched, put my soul in every act
Murmur's in my mind's back turnin' out some fire tracks
Rhymes
all me that's all I got, so I gotta make (this music last)
Look at the time 11:15, asking for links, yea I gotta pass
Don't focus on what's not
Drive-bys on the foreign Now they calling 9-11
Red bottoms on my feet So you know we heavy stepping
And if you step to me Then we'll begin the Armageddon
We
taking me
Just pray for me
There's No bread they don't no what the war Cost
Tellem I'ma vet I'm surround by ball dogs
I'm On my high horse
They praying I
Knock on my door
You're on my porch
It's about 11:30
And that only means
One of two things
Either you're a little bit lonely
Or something ain't right
I'm home at 11
Then cry in a towel that's made by Versace
And go to Nobu, get the homies Hibachi
I'm picking the pedals like I'm Murakami
I'll be so
stressing about all of my fucking goals
I'm tired I've been neglected by all of these fucking hoes
I'm tired cause since 11 I lost all my fucking hope
I'm
She know I'm down ride
Shorty Pretty inside
I keep her by my side
She look at me for all the vibes
2nd verse
Hoes hit me but I leave them
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