Past 11

I ain't gon' trip flows heaven sent Mind upside Down, when it past 11, I been the shit

Put in more effort and hope that it's just gon' Benefit I'm at the point where I never miss

Not cocky, I'm confident with this shit that I Tend to spit

Damn, this music shit got a hold of me Blessings, I ain't stressing

I'ma chill and just roll the weed Making a few Hits and now they starting to notice me

Feeling like they sheep because they sleep so I Overthink

Cause I can't, cause I can't just tell Trying to See what is real, so it's fuck how you feel

I'm gon' walk through these thoughts till I find Me that real

I ain't gon' Trip flows heaven sent This shit a Gift and a story, something I'm present with

Put in more effort and hope that it's just gon' Benefit I'm at the point where I never miss