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Misunderstood
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Misunderstood was released on June 2, 2026 by Break The Bank Records as a part of the album Still Misunderstood - EP
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Release DateJune 2, 2026
LabelBreak The Bank Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bank
Bank
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ajani Smith
Ajani Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bank
Bank
Engineer

Lyrics

Million dollar **** I'm still posted in the hood
Either I'm laughing to the bank or I'm somewhere up to no good
I got thug tears, it ain't no point in crying ima be good
Shit that was supposed to break me ended up making me
I wouldn't change it if I could
My intentions always pure, I don't know how I'm misunderstood
Even when I ain't wrong, I take the blame, my heart too big for this world
Lately I been out of reach
Either I'm trapping or I'm in a stu, murderin' beats
I've been lettin' bridges burn, the top ain't got too many seats
I just came back off the road, I had a good week
If I don't make more than yesterday, I can't go to sleep
Hit that road, put it up, and then repeat it
If it ain't money, I don't need it
My heart colder than the freezer
Shit like a Uber, if they ain't on my type of time
Then I'm gone leave
These **** must be John Cena, cause I can't see em
All hustle no luck I'm gon' keep tryin' till I succeed
Just gotta find ya pace, and then turn up the speed
Back against the ropes, I'ma keep fightin' like I'm Creed
They mislead me, I do my best to make sure Ion never mislead
Million dollar **** I'm still posted in the hood
Either I'm laughing to the bank or I'm somewhere up to no good
I got thug tears, it ain't no point in crying ima be good
Shit that was supposed to break me ended up making me
I wouldn't change it if I could
My intentions always pure, I don't know how I'm misunderstood
Even when I ain't wrong, I take the blame, my heart too big for this world
Lately I been out of reach
Either I'm trapping or I'm in a stu, murderin' beats
I've been lettin' bridges burn, the top ain't got too many seats
I got homies fighting cases
On them appeals, we still waitin
I was humble and stayed patient
I ain't never thought about hating
If I'm OT, I'm makin' money
I ain't never on vacation
Change numbers, switch locations
In case the feds investigating
K-Will left me, I was salty
We just was talking bout us making it
Sheen died now all I got is memories
Of us as babies
The trenches so so crazy
I can't wait to see my momma face
When I bring that Maybach to her pavement
And say I made it
Say I made it
Bring that Maybach to that pavement
Say I made it
Million dollar **** I'm still posted in the hood
Either I'm laughing to the bank or I'm somewhere up to no good
I got thug tears, it ain't no point in crying ima be good
Shit that was supposed to break me ended up making me
I wouldn't change it if I could
My intentions always pure, I don't know how I'm misunderstood
Even when I ain't wrong, I take the blame, my heart too big for this world
Lately I been out of reach
Either I'm trapping or I'm in a stu, murderin' beats
I've been lettin' bridges burn, the top ain't got too many seats
Written by: Ajani Smith
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