FOX ELEVEN, Austin Fox 狐, Chron Eleven - Unconditional

Time say the past don't exist
Ain't much as sad as her wrist
Slashed it again
Not looking back to ascend
Can't feel the heat
So we must put the pad to the pen
Laughed at the joke
But you mad got to go in a half
But you don't know half of the shit
Grass by the boat
Need a half just to smoke
See the gas
Should have told you to pass me the spliff
Chron couldn't pass from the trip
Grab me a tab from the rip
Blasted again
Can't stay afloat
But you brag that's a boast
To your raft should have told you
To patch it within
Hand me the coat
If you drag it
You slow through the math
Cause you won't be as classy as him
Can't see the hope in your graph
He can told you it last
But you won't be as happy again

Time said past don't exist
Ain't much as sad as her wrist
Slashed it again
Not looking back to ascend
Can't feel the heat
So we must put the pad to the pen
Laughed at the joke
But you mad got to go in a half
But you don't know half of the shit
Grass by the boat
Need a half just to smoke
See the gas
Should have told you to pass me the spliff
Chron couldn't pass from the trip
Grab me a tab from the rip
Blasted again
Can't stay afloat
But you brag that's a boast
To your raft should have told you
To patch it within
Hand me the coat
If you drag it
You slow through the math
Cause you won't be as classy as him
Can't see the hope in your graph
He can told you it last
But you won't be as happy again

Love over all even then
Tug on the strings
Of the pain violin
Full of sin
Name through the mud
From your Kin
Phased with a shrub
In the blunt
Couple nugs
In the spliff
Fox with the fur
Had an itch
Splurge be the words
Get you hit
Curled in a ball
Take a shot
That's a swish
World full of
Slugs and the sticks
Shrugs from the buzz
That you get
Plugged in the mud
'Till it's stiff
Anecdote yeah we
Trust in the shift

Love over all even then
Tug on the strings
Of the pain violin
Full of sin
Name through the mud
From your Kin
Phased with a shrub
In the blunt
Couple nugs
In the spliff
Fox with the fur
Had an itch
Splurge be the words
Get you hit
Curled in a ball
Take a shot
That's a swish
World full of
Slugs and the sticks
Shrugs from the buzz
That you get
Plugged in the mud
'Till it's stiff
Anecdote yeah man we
Trust in the

Written by:
Chance Crawford, Quran Rodwell

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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