[ Featuring Dino G. ]
I feel it in a major way
Nothing ever left to say
Everything goes the other way
It's 11:45 outside, I'm f*cked up, I know you can see it
Try to send a message and delete it
Oh, I hope she don't ever read it
It's 11:45 outside
11:45 outside and a youngin' just ridin'
I used to have the Jaguar on chrome through the city, straight slidin'
Then I pull up to the station, ten in the tank
After that, no money in the bank
I'm an artist, homie, just let me paint
I really got a master plan, I just need time to think
I'm at a damn fork in the road, fork in my face
Arms pumpin', joggin' in place
Right, left, which direction am I headed in
Pedaling, no bike, but it feels so right
I don't know my destination, but I'm racing
And lapping anybody pacing, yeah, they too complacent
I'm too focused, they wanna copy
But I'm one of one my mother, son, you can't stop me
11:45 outside and a youngin' just ridin'
I used the have the Jaguar on chrome through the city, straight slidin'
Then I pull up to the station, ten in the tank
After that, no money in the bank
I'm an artist, homie, just let me paint
I really got a master plan, I just need time to think
I just wanna have a good day today
I don't want nobody gettin' in my way
So I step up out my way now
Hold up, three feet no pressure
If you give me space, then I just might bless ya
But you gotta chill
You know I'ma keep it real
Aye, aye
You know I'ma keep it real
You know I'ma keep it real
Aye, aye
