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AI (lyrics)

Never had luck just a good hand
Never ever said I was a good man
Cross you out with your bad leg

A.I without the cornrows
A.I without the sleeve
With something under my sleeve

Nah, I don’t gotta cross over 
The game gotta cross me
“There he go again talkin bout that practice”
Bitch just put me in the booth

Coach just put me in the game
Turn waterboy to the Lean-Man
Turn the cheerleaders to eaters

Been down double digits still came back up
Gon’ take way more than that to beat him
Might two- peat, three-peat, repeat
Do this shit one this shit one take, one play catch the highlights if you wanna repeat

And they wanna hate from the cheap seats
MLB, not little league 
This baseball bat got big weed
My baby like “come pick me”
Yeah set it up (yeah set it up)
No “screen” 
Im tryna see it face to face to (face to face)

I don't see no competition myself I
Race
Tasted defeat before ain't no second place
5th gear runnin, my engine on horse
In due time switch the bucket to a Porsche
Hopped in 10 toes no bungee cord

Just press the button record ; Im there
Shawty wanna slide but i won’t catch a vibe
And she wanna be the first on to hear
Put them drugs in my voice got her hypnotized 

“Bitch I could play it by the ear”
“Bitch I’m the player of the year”
Feeling like A.I 01
I dont need practice “I told them”

MVP, A.I, bitch they cant belive
Suppose to be out with an injury 
Broke my back tryna lift them up
Mm-hmm

That shit there I cant repeat
That shit there I cant reheat
Gotta leave that in the cold
Gotta work on my “release” but

Other than that don’t need practice 
Other than that don’t need practice 
Other than that don’t need a mattress (ain’t sleep in days, I ain’t sleep in days

Other than that don't need a mattress (“Why fuck tomorrow when we could fuck today?”)
Okay then, we gon’ need a mattess
Watch Sportscenter and see my face

Nah, I don’t gotta cross over 
The game gotta cross me
“There he go again talkin bout that practice”
Bitch just put me in the booth

Coach just put me in the game
Turn waterboy to the Lean-Man
Turn the cheerleaders to eaters

Been down double digits still came back up
Gon’ take way more than that to beat him
Might two- peat, three-peat, repeat
Do this shit one this shit one take, one play catch the highlights if you wanna repeat

my eyes so low like they dropped out
from the team, from the group, from the band
what i’m bout? rubber bands
a good amount who would’ve thought i would  amount to anything 

ask them teachers they’d probably thought i’d be a cleaner
ask them coaches they’d probably thought i’d be on bleachers

oh now they speechless
finally got that beamer
finally got that benz….

sweet taste of revenge
sweet like candy
sweet like pussy
all these niggas pussy
praying that i fell off forgot to say amen 

over the edge and over again you got me
soakin it in, don’t want me to win, copy

hopped up out the bed turn my swag on i ain’t cocky if i turnt it up a notch yo bitch would be givin me sloppy

got one eye on these niggas illuminati
and so far
i got the backs of those who got me
no outsiders comin in thats how these rumors startin
and tell that girl not right now girl meet me at the party cause right now

its crunch time
its crunch time
its crunch time
its crunch time

remember one time ain’t have one dime
pockets gettin fat i skipped the lunch line

ask them teachers they’d probably thought i’d be a cleaner
ask them coaches they’d probably thought i’d be on bleachers

oh now they speechless
finally got that beamer
finally got that benz….

sweet taste of revenge
sweet like candy
sweet like pussy
all these niggas pussy
praying that i fell off
we dont got the same god

cause right now
its crunch time
its crunch time
its crunch time
its crunch time
remember one time ain’t have one dime
pockets gettin fat i skipped the lunch line

sweet taste of revenge
sweet like candy
sweet like pussy
all these niggas pussy
praying that i fell off
we dont got the same god

REVENGE SWEET

I sat for summers inside just grinding
really think i killed a lot of time
cause if not i’d be lookin for a lick to hit
even take the contact from ya eyes

oh me oh my i came a long way
oh me oh my cant die for i wake

withdrawal due to withdrawals 
sick days still call in for work
its either livin in denial or accepting the fact that one day this shit gone murk me

oh me oh my oh no i cant say
oh me oh my cant die for i wake

cause im too deep in
im just lookin for the “who” not “when”
paranoid come and look through my lens
go blind tryna see it through the end

(….)

please leave me alone youre too sober
you gon getta contact from my high

oh me oh my i came a long way
cause back then i’d just give you some of what i take
(took)

oh me oh my oh no i cant say
oh me oh my cant die for i wake

cause im too deep in
im just lookin for the “who” not “when”
paranoid come and look through my lens
go blind tryna see it through the end

2DEEPIN

end of the day. (prod. by mazi)

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