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Connor Price, Graham, Nic D - Eleven
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Текст песни: I'm still that same old guy with a brand new style and new addresses (yeah)
Taking my time, I'm paying no mind, I can't address it (yeah)
Never gets old, living this life, counting my blessings (whoa)
I'm on the road, I'm on the way, I'm on 11, I'm on 11
(Woo) yeah, (woo), whoa, (woo), look
I had to switch up the zip code
Never switch up on the ones from the way back when
I had to switch up the engine
Still the same drive that I had from the way back then
I had to switch up the tempo
Look at the time, it's running out quick, whoa
Hold up (hold up)
Playing my hand, never foldin' (foldin')
I'm tryna live in the moment (moment)
Put it all out in the open (the open)
I'm tryna get to the end zone
Running it up, crescendo
Don't need a reason, I said so
And you can put that on my headstone, yeah
I'm still that same old guy with a brand new style and new addresses (okay)
Taking my time, I'm paying no mind, I can't address it (no)
Never gets old, living this life counting my blessings (ah, yeah)
I'm on the road, I'm on the way, I'm on 11, I'm on 11 (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, I'm lit like a light, she knowin' it's on
Money is right, it's from owning the songs
They see the streams, and they want a piece
But they don't hit me 'cause they know the response (uh-huh)
It's getting better, as good as it gets
They wanna collab and they looking for Nic
A bunch of cheerleaders, they looking for splits
My circle is tight, and it's tight to the hip
Nice with the hits, I'm like Tyson with fists
I don't fish for the stick, bring it right to the ship
Stuffin' the duffel, but nothing will fit
Play me on shuffle, there's nothing to skip
You gonna bet, it's Russian Roulette
We going stupid, as dumb as it gets (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm still that same old guy with a brand new style and new addresses (okay)
Taking my time, I'm paying no mind, I can't address it (no)
Never gets old, living this life counting my blessings (uh-huh)
I'm on the road, I'm on the way, I'm on 11, I'm on 11
Taking my time, I'm paying no mind, I can't address it (yeah)
Never gets old, living this life, counting my blessings (whoa)
I'm on the road, I'm on the way, I'm on 11, I'm on 11
(Woo) yeah, (woo), whoa, (woo), look
I had to switch up the zip code
Never switch up on the ones from the way back when
I had to switch up the engine
Still the same drive that I had from the way back then
I had to switch up the tempo
Look at the time, it's running out quick, whoa
Hold up (hold up)
Playing my hand, never foldin' (foldin')
I'm tryna live in the moment (moment)
Put it all out in the open (the open)
I'm tryna get to the end zone
Running it up, crescendo
Don't need a reason, I said so
And you can put that on my headstone, yeah
I'm still that same old guy with a brand new style and new addresses (okay)
Taking my time, I'm paying no mind, I can't address it (no)
Never gets old, living this life counting my blessings (ah, yeah)
I'm on the road, I'm on the way, I'm on 11, I'm on 11 (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, I'm lit like a light, she knowin' it's on
Money is right, it's from owning the songs
They see the streams, and they want a piece
But they don't hit me 'cause they know the response (uh-huh)
It's getting better, as good as it gets
They wanna collab and they looking for Nic
A bunch of cheerleaders, they looking for splits
My circle is tight, and it's tight to the hip
Nice with the hits, I'm like Tyson with fists
I don't fish for the stick, bring it right to the ship
Stuffin' the duffel, but nothing will fit
Play me on shuffle, there's nothing to skip
You gonna bet, it's Russian Roulette
We going stupid, as dumb as it gets (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm still that same old guy with a brand new style and new addresses (okay)
Taking my time, I'm paying no mind, I can't address it (no)
Never gets old, living this life counting my blessings (uh-huh)
I'm on the road, I'm on the way, I'm on 11, I'm on 11
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