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AJ Causey

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I've become numb to emotions
Heart on my sleeve I don't show it
Got more addictions not knowing
I grab my pen and keep flowing
Cup after cup I keep pouring
Blunt after blunt I keep rolling
I push 160 that's normal
And whip the skirr like it's stolen
Before I die ima preach
The truth is all you can see
My life means nothing to me
Except for mo pussy relief
I fall too deep for these women and
They fall deeper for me
But once I leave them they cease and
Ain't no relief after me
Can't keep my thoughts to myself
And now I got salt on my name
I fucked it up with my bitch and
Now her love won't be the same
I got more profit to gain but
There's less time on my hands
Most of my homies freeloaders
So they just won't understand
My feet got caught in the sand
I'm selling my soul on demand
I'm working 7 to 7 like
I'm still picking they land
A letter to my unborn
There ain't a heart that's untorn
When in my presence be warned
My shots precise just need one
They tell me that it's mind over matter but it really don't matter
Just hope my pockets get fatter while steady climbing the latter
Look I'm so sick of the drama been back and forth with my mama
I barely talk to my father cause I don't know much about him
We poured a couple of drinks and shared us a couple of moments
But I just finished the bottle so I forgot by the morning
And they just buried my homie my nigga barely got started
Cause she wasn't even the target who looking out for her daughter
I swear we nearly retarded cause we ain't thinking no farther
Than the 24 hours that lead us into tomorrow
Now my name ain't Jermaine I won't be Kendrick Lamar
But I'll be damned if I let the world rip me apart
I'm a grown black man I ain't shxt from the start
Just a butt on the wall taking on all these darts
I got too many less funds for this shxt in my cart
Black labeled by a white label frame in the dark
My nigga season I ain't got no reason to be a heathen
But I'm still reaching to breach in on the weekends
Find a sequence on my flesh now they feasting
Demons leaching body leaking blood freezing
Tired and I'm steady making time for this
Priceless shit these niggas ain't conscious with
Guard my soul when diving in the monsters pit
They fold they miss I'm rolling on some soldier shxt
That's contraband niggas said the top is mine
I heard they lying they ain't coming close to mine
Forgive my words, I walk in the sand with birds
I fly with sharks my verse only reaks of turds
I tarnish hooks and work til there's nothing left
You call for help I've proven that I've earned the belt
Niggas lost I'm scared that they made a left
And placed to rest I'm guessing I'll just save myself

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