Rob Curly - Eleven Two Seven lyrics

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Rob Curly - Eleven Two Seven lyrics

(Part 1) Waking up, rolling up.. Shawty wanna zip it up.. she don't even smoke f** in the morning and f** in the evening, that's breakfast and dinner we feasting No time for beginners, no time for actual eating We working on bending and breathing She put it down like the heaven's descending cause she know that Curly is only ascending Gimme that real love That Jada and that Will love That let's get up that hill love That pick up, like let's get out and kick it Just be-cause, I don't trust, but it's all good I probably could cause I used to but used to that "use you" mentality Man that's fatality Leeches be s**in' it outta me Feel like they k**in' my batteries b**hes been bad to me, I took a battering f** it I came back and I brought the Calvary Look at this juice I got, look at these moves I make n***a I'm earning my stripes, n***a my legs don't shake Man I need a steak in a fortune 500 I sold a verse for like only 500 I needed rent but I needed 900, so I told em drop it or n***a just run it I hope that she see me get hot I hope that she know that she not on my mind I don't got time for the thoughts (thots) I prefer cla**ier box so thanks for ya time (Chorus) b**h get buck like bottles on bottles You been the one from the get so it's like f** all the models Man you been trippin', don't trip You better f** wit Moscato, cause I'm that n***a that n***a I just might f** all the models Babygirl don't sleep, babygirl I'm beast, babygirl get yo a** out the streets Don't you really wanna be somebody, don't you really wanna do something bout it Man you gotta be you to the core, like feet to the floor, like head to the sky If it feel like a chore, let it go.. let it muhf**in' go, never interfere wit the flow.. b**h get buck like bottles on bottles You been the one from the get so it's like f** all the models Man you been trippin', don't trip You better f** wit Moscato, cause I'm that n***a that n***a I just might f** all the models Babygirl don't sleep (Part 2) I got options, I'm poppin' We takin' shots like a Thompson I wanna take em till I'm feelin' something and they wanna take em till they feelin' nothing Both of us running, jumping, tryna make something from nothing Nothing is nothing, and we too young for this, we took a L for this, did a lot of sh**, went through hell for this And I stand by all that All I know is ima fall back You hang up but then you call back All I know is that it's all bad That's my que I gotta get gone I got girls that's tryna get flown I know girls that's tryna come home You that girl I'm tryna move home.. (Chorus) b**h get buck like bottles on bottles You been the one from the get so it's like f** all the models Man you been trippin', don't trip You better f** wit Moscato, cause I'm that n***a that n***a I just might f** all the models Babygirl don't sleep, babygirl I'm beast, babygirl get yo a** out the streets Don't you really wanna be somebody, don't you really wanna do something bout it Man you gotta be you to the core, like feet to the floor, like head to the sky If it feel like a chore, let it go.. let it muhf**in' go, never interfere wit the flow..