11:11 Lyrics

Flacko B yo

Yeah niqqa this just some freestyle shit

Just reminiscing about my life and shit like

Going through the phases

Just me alone in the dark room niqqa

Real life shit no cap

Long live OB West

Do it for you niqqa forever

Uh

Act like I'm okay but hurting inside

Been through the worst but I still keep a smile

I'm paranoid so my niqqa don't try

Gotta make it happen cause I'm the first child

Didn't had no nanny just me and my granny

At a young age taking care of my family

Got it by myself so they don't understand me

Had a dream mama I won us a grammy

Yea I won us a Grammy

Can't go to bed evil thoughts in my head

Thank God for the butter and bread

I still don't get how my lil bro died

On my mama damn that shit made me cry

All I think about now is homicide

If you not riding then just stay aside

No two face gotta pick a side

I said no two face gotta pick a side

Real life shit niqqa this ain't just rhyme

For my family put my life on the line

Free the real niqqas who be doing they time

Love you my mahar promise we gon be fine

Bella my queen they the reason I grind

Man nor be God so they can't stop my shine

Gotta have patience and then wait your turn

Roll up my sorrows am letting it burn

I'm smoking it up for my dead homies

I'm living it up do it for boseh

Yeah I ain't letting up

If I ever see your killer I'ma wet him up

Yeah I'ma wet him up

Tryna ease my pain got lean in my double cup

When we pull up they know it's us

Can't trust no one but in God I trust

Believe it or not I'ma cop that Porsche

Am like a diamond in the dirt

A trapper who turned to a boss

Over here we ain't taking no losses

Like a Catholic I know these niqqas gon cross me

Yeah get high and connect with my spirit

In ley morning la cassava gravey

I get my gbana man neh on ley carey

I make your jue walk away like she craig david

When ley popo come we will garrit

When ley dwarn come we will garrit

Ley maneh jes talking but deep down ley scary

Came a long way from rocking Burberry

Ain't got no love my feelings gone it got buried

R.I.P Tommy my pops

It hurts so bad you didn't get to see your lil boy

But I'ma be me and I'ma make you proud

And that's on God

D Nuch kill this shit with your sauces