Rob Fel - Eleven 11:/11 lyrics

[Verse1 1: Rob Curly] She don't know why that she love me, she say she attached Hanging right up in my face and calling me back when I don't call her back Asking me questions like I'm gonna crack Pa**ive aggressive whenever we chat I got the message that she was a blessing the second she said that she not coming back Memories flash, sharing a blunt and a bath, listen and loving her laugh She say "I hate you" and I get offended, but I always wondered if she ever meant it I wanna tell her that I could be different but then Ima wonder if I even meant it Maybe I'll mention that I'll do the dishes and maybe she'll mention that she miss me too I got the green but they comes with the blues Smoking the green to get rid of the blues Making me choose, lately you making me choose between music and being with you I got the anger and I got the yelling and I got the stories from being with you, true I think I made a mistake I think we actually would have been great We probably never would ever have parted I think I'm probably f**ing with fate Give me a break I did the best that I could with the hardest decision to make I could be faithful and give up my vision or I could be single and I could be great x 3 Alright Alright x4 [Verse 2: Rob Curly] p**y is p**y my n***a, it comes and it goes So focus on getting some money and stop being thirsty and chasing the hoes She on the pole but she don't even vote Damn it I'm good like I'm really the pope Give me the dope like I asked you to roll and you hand me myself Man I know how it goes Stereotypical women are difficult Throwing subliminals at every interval Making demands that are hardly amenable That's what you deal with when she is a centerfold I got the mixer and I got the chemicals Tryna make chemistry using my syllables I'm unavailable, heart unavailable Maybe I'm single and maybe I'm hatable She say she hate me but love when I rhyme Ask me to stay but I don't got the time She was devine, shorty was outta her mind Calling and texing my line 24/7 11:/11 I wish that she'd just have a talk with a reverend [The Rest: Rob Curly] 11:/11 x 3 11 11:/11 x 2 I wish I wish x 3 Money ain't right I wish I wish x 2 Money ain't right but everything's alright I'm doing alright We doing alright You doing alright But we wanna do better 11:/11 x 6 I wish I wish x 4 11:/11 x 4 This... is paradise. Relax And there she goes Moving on with Mr. Wrong Guess I really need Myspace Guess I should have stuck with Tom Slippers on, camos on, yes I got my sleeveless on Wear my heart up on my sleeve Guess my heart is not involved Mystery, not solved Why she left and never called Trip on love but never fall I never fall