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rian - past eleven lyrics

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it’s past eleven, and i can’t sleep i need blunts who’s selling?
all my exes are liars, so i can’t believe all what you tell me
now imma get high, get drunk, i don’t give a f+ck no more
get my back up, i’m tired, i’m fed up
f+ck what you think, it don’t matter to me no more
i don’t care i don’t care anymore

i might hit that little shawty in her mama house
young n+gga from the streets i’m tryna make it out
i was a shy shy baby now i speak aloud
my mind’s like a hallway thoughts go in and out
my b+tch hot yea she a lil oven
i don’t got none yea i’m lying
cause i don’t need a b+tch it ain’t time yet
f+ck riding and f+ck dying
i know one day i’m gone get paid for my rapping snap on the beat and get laid yea
n+ggas putting dirt on my name and act like they love me yea that sh+t really strange yea
i f+cked up lotta times i know that
but i ain’t tryna change sh+t i can’t go back
my ex made me who i am i hope she know that
and if anything my fault i own that

- rian lyrics

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