11Eleven - Narccisist

Think I'm Fly and that I dress elite.

But my Swag never been Paris Fashion Week.

Constantly askin me why you ball in Minor Leagues.

Is yo Stock Down, And has yo past peeked.

Like my best days behind and that's all she wrote.

Murder along with that lucky God kept me Close.

And the fact this post Insane days, Don't add up.

I'm like America to Militaries, I Never Back up.

My Leg Shot up, My Bones done bust, my mind is bruised.

Think they'd give the whole Treasury just to see me lose.

Noose Untightened I guess I got a couple lose screws.

I'm like Drake in this bitch some things I cant get used to.

I guess cause I don't look down, or hold my head down.

Got a couple niggas riled up.

Got a couple Ladies watchin us.

When you a star of course you gon shed some stardust.

 

 

 

 

One thing ill never be is Barack Obama.

Status still El Presidente, amongst the Public commons.

Mixing with the Sensei, Tryna stir drama.

One thing ill do for sure is blast yo ass like Osama.

Let me reel it back in before that Alter Ego takeover.

I Flow like Jay'z to be the Eminem of black culture.

Inspired by that boy named J. Bry.

He Wrote like Kendrick then that Black Boy Fly.

I learned to be Honest in my raps.

They say the truth be fishy I say this just wisdom you aint catch.

I tell em open they mind and lil bit, and just receive.

Meanwhile I'm openin pussy as a result of deceit.

Sinful Pits, Hypocrite, I wonder why I Veer.

Chill a bit, Listen up, But I cant fuckin hear.

And nigga you always wanna give advice.

Selin knowledge on billboards with no lights.

 

 

 

 

 

I grew up an addict, How can I break the curse?

Church every Sunday just to reverse.

Back it on Monday and I'm chillin with the bitches.

By Tuesday I'm fucked up and throwed off the liquor.

Still out here tryna be a Father Figure.

Let my children be my legacy before I end it.

And Fuck a record deal, This all independent.

Just Pay me my respects Yall Sell Wolf Tickets.

Observed this world from my perceptions, maybe I'm wrong.

Short - Sited Haters gotta keep my vision long.

Long - Night Benders cause my days made of stone.

Women, Drugs, Liquor all my ego ever known.

It told me you can have the world and love yoself.

I told that bitch nah ima love somebody else.

World Hunger, Women Suffer, Somebody gotta help.

Might not be the best choice Fuck it I choose myself.