Samson Ace Miller - 11:11
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Intro:
You fucking with it? Yea?
Yuh
Man I ain't even tryna do this right now this is fucked up
Yall got me fucked up
Verse 1:
Sometimes I look inside of mirrors for the deeper picture
But only end up taking selfies smoking weed with liquor
I'm on the brink of life or death I think I need your scripture
God can you please help me rise above and finally free the stricture
Of everything up on my mind that's turned into a fixture
For Satan spawn and demons caught within my head to flicker
Anxiety is just apart of whats inside my swisher
Guilt shame worry pain plus regret rollеd in the mixture
Lotta long nights, Lit without lights
I can't evеn see straight how the fuck I'm gon write
Bitch I'm thinking bout life
That's why I woke up half asleep with my knife
I gotta do this for my family who been treating me right
But suicide is creeping up it's like a thief in the night
You'd think I'm living in the projects on the street with my strife
Yikes
Hook:
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
Lets go
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
(Uh huh)
Verse 2:
Pretty women up on my line usually ain't a problem
But tonight while pouring up wine I finally hit the bottom
Realized that even though them panties falling like it's autumn
I don't got nobody I can call my circle broke and solemn
All my homies promise that they give a fuck
But when I'm the only one in need they never picking up
Can't believe that time and time again I played the pick me up
I wasted so much of myself on people who had given up
Yuhh
I'm not gon lie they got me heated
Cuz when they had no where to turn I gave em what they needed
I think you done forget who wrote your rhymes while you been actin so conceited
But just know without my help your album practically deleted
Sometimes your circle just a ladder
Are your gon climb or try and make it fatter
Don't ever think that they don't wanna see you splatter
Homies quick to pull you down when you the only one that matters
Hook:
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
Lets go
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
You fucking with it? Yea?
Yuh
Man I ain't even tryna do this right now this is fucked up
Yall got me fucked up
Verse 1:
Sometimes I look inside of mirrors for the deeper picture
But only end up taking selfies smoking weed with liquor
I'm on the brink of life or death I think I need your scripture
God can you please help me rise above and finally free the stricture
Of everything up on my mind that's turned into a fixture
For Satan spawn and demons caught within my head to flicker
Anxiety is just apart of whats inside my swisher
Guilt shame worry pain plus regret rollеd in the mixture
Lotta long nights, Lit without lights
I can't evеn see straight how the fuck I'm gon write
Bitch I'm thinking bout life
That's why I woke up half asleep with my knife
I gotta do this for my family who been treating me right
But suicide is creeping up it's like a thief in the night
You'd think I'm living in the projects on the street with my strife
Yikes
Hook:
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
Lets go
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
(Uh huh)
Verse 2:
Pretty women up on my line usually ain't a problem
But tonight while pouring up wine I finally hit the bottom
Realized that even though them panties falling like it's autumn
I don't got nobody I can call my circle broke and solemn
All my homies promise that they give a fuck
But when I'm the only one in need they never picking up
Can't believe that time and time again I played the pick me up
I wasted so much of myself on people who had given up
Yuhh
I'm not gon lie they got me heated
Cuz when they had no where to turn I gave em what they needed
I think you done forget who wrote your rhymes while you been actin so conceited
But just know without my help your album practically deleted
Sometimes your circle just a ladder
Are your gon climb or try and make it fatter
Don't ever think that they don't wanna see you splatter
Homies quick to pull you down when you the only one that matters
Hook:
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
Lets go
1 for the money, 2 for the fame
3 for the psychedelics bitches and shame
