11:11 Lyrics

Same business

Same love, same club

Same misfits

Same drugs, same buzz

Same Memphis

Same fun in the night time soon as the sky goes black we back on our time

11:11 back in my living room

I never call but I ain't mad at you

I only stall when I don't know what to do

I used to be ballin but now I barely move

And you ain't gotta fall for me

Yeah yeah yeah

But I wish you never never started me

Yeah yeah yeah

I'm trying hard to just refocus now

I know to people like your momma and my momma you're the golden child

I only see that when I'm in the town

Cuz you be putting on a show like you just pull up sing your notes and bow

And I just pull up watch that show and head back out the South

Or head back to the Dova to collect my thoughts at Momma's house

And if them thoughts are not collected while I'm on the couch

I'm stepping out to get some cold fresh air

Feel the melodies that's in the air

I've been scared

Making every move all out of fear

I'm down