AFC

[Intro: King Carter]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: King Carter]

Smoke ’til my brains fried

These demons tryna take a nigga life, tryna play god

Crack flow, I’m talking 8-ball

On my Ps and Qs, see my enemies on the radar

Proud black like my nigga Akon

Mike Tyson flow, take your face off

I was OT, I was gone for a minute

I go hard for a living, I go long, I go the distance

Play my role, running back my position

Hit the hole like Le'Veon, I got ‘em missing

Haven’t seen mama, yeah, I miss her

The love unconditional, she brought me into this earth

Blessed me with a brother and two sisters

Yeah, yeah, gotta leave my mark before I leave Earth

Kill the old me, then I rebirth

Find the true knowledge through research

Third eye open, smoking reefer

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: MIKE]

Walk with my feet in the mud

It’s difficult to talk while all I see is disgust

Miserable will shut me when I’m bringing it up

Playing closet, wasn’t dealing with love

Made scars, I been dealing with cuts

I heard they shoot ‘em like stars or they land in the clubs

I maneuver, en garde, and the planet is sus

Niggas been planning, what’s up?

Too many messages, abandoned for months

I tried managing, but honestly, my managing sucks

This depression been damaging trust

I be worried ‘bout my feats before I scavenge for bucks

Uh, who handlin' us? Y'all niggas manic and stuck, uh

[Outro]

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