"Black AF1" lyrics

"Black AF1"

Lord forgive him, got them dark Forces
Haha

We both know you ain't keep it real, but it's cool, stop gaslightin'
You say you trill and you live by these rules, then act like it
Man up, go hard when your back ain't against the wall
I know you ain't heard from me, I miss you, I meant to call
Been busy, locked in like twenty-three and one
Tryna move to somewhere where I don't need a gun, make me a son
I'm just tryna see if she the one
I was told I gotta be the one, gotta give to receive somethin'
I wake up, meditate, then I eat and run
Back at the house before noon, then I sit and read at lunch
Forget these freaks, tryna quit drinkin', lay off the weed and such
Last time I lost it all, I saw that I don't need as much
Overindulgence, yeah, I'm the culprit, huh
Ain't in the pulpit, but I ain't sulkin', nah
Most of our sufferin' is self-imposed
Self-care equals tellin' 'em no
Go on our welfare 'fore I sell my soul
Set you some goals and just never fold
Said that before ten years ago and it's still true
You don't know how strong you've become, look, it don't kill you
Just glad I don't look like what I lived through
Hate when I lie to myself, sometimes I still do
Man in the mirror keep sayin' you need to chill, dude
Nah, I need to heal, maybe I will, hope it's real soon
I need to heal, maybe I will, hope it's real— yeah


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