AI

[Intro]
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[Jaxon Mune]
Yea
I grew accustomed to them nights I had the homie [?]
The price of losing sleep the sound I can't deny it
Really was the hate that fueled my crooked smile
The [?] is [?]
Niggas burning early with these wretched trials
I'm numb cause I've been fouled down
I learn- learnt to handle shit like AI
Wrap the bandages, ain't practice this
This shit just me I
Cussing niggas off to run it up can't make you [?]
I know they tired of us
Ain't have a [?]
Honestly I'm tryna switch it up
Watch my mother suffer on some othеr shit that shit was rough
Beaten down
Ain't no easy comings on this sidе of town
Same fight, different round
Same plight that held me down
Them nights was could but I'm a soldier with his souls [?] to the ground
I grew afflictions in my soul this shit a lonely [?]
I grew afflictions in my soul this shit a lonely [?]
I grew afflictions in my soul this shit a lonely [?]
I grew afflictions in my soul this shit a lonely [?]
I grew afflictions in my soul this shit a lonely [?]

I know how it feel to hit the gas and find your shit in neutral
I know how it feel to get that ass and learn that girl ain't with you
I know how it feel to give a hand and feel the teeth to get you
Having niggas judge you and they'll never know the shit you been through
But for now I know I need to build a [?] to compensate for every single leisure
Every single grievance I've been battling through
I know I'll get it in due
Yea, uh
I know I'll get it in due
I know I'll get it in due
Time

[M.I.C Mike]
Ay
Now I'm getting it too
The way I'm heading to the bands like Allen Iverson do
We out in Philly fantasizing what a diamond can do
I feel the pressure but the problem is me finding the truth
But here I lie in the booth
An empty bottle, a broken promise, a pocket full of nada
What a time to be you
Cause I hate being me
This shit is breaking me down
But let me fix it up a little while the reaper's around
But don't wait for me

[Kzoba]
Ay
Don't wait for me
I'm moving hasty
See you make money or take money, sentiments
This drive is heaven sent
I'm tryna live
The white master still gon sell my rent
And take my royalties
But don't forget I learn to handle shit like AI
I ran to you niggas juiceless
Tend to these beats and bruises
The shit that I've seen through this music
Ya'll need a piece of the blueprint
I can see that you losing
I ain't enough till I say so
Nigga this me you abusing
The fuck
Ah, yea
The fuck