I know that you tell me that you wish me well But I know you really wish me hell That envy and that jealousy can kill Cause I know you wish you had this for yourself And I’m tired of holdin’ in how I feel Tired of halfway comin’ real Man im tired of alot of shit Walkin’ around this bitch like can I live? Cause all the little shit that I deal All the little chicks that I feel Were happiness but in the meantime I was busy feelin’ someone else And I can’t blame you moving on for yourself But it’s a shame when niggas pause for the wealth But for me it’s family and nothing else I gotta put them before myself So I sacrifice the love that I should feel To cop the gold chains and gucci belts Cause its (uh) as you lookin like the money It don’t matter how you sound, the world deaf One minute you think you doing right, hit the light Fuck around and take a left Hit a nigga that’s havin’ a bad day And he fuck around and shoot yo ass to death But if that nigga got a badge on his chest, case closed Way before that nigga left And the cops supposed to watch over the kids Instead they wanna put us all in jail And when we grown, turn the gun around on us In them the people we supposed to trust Ignorance is bliss, we live, fuck the truth I just find someone to lust (shit) And to the women gettin’ dollars in the club God gotcha, getcha papers, stack it up But shit, it’s kinda crazy young girls turning stripper Cuz the last nigga stripped her of her love (she wit) Every rapper, basketball playin’ actor Wouldn’t surprise me if she showed up with puff And even that nigga would probably say damn Cuz her to-do list was long as fuck I know you thinkin’ that I ain’t intelligent But I just played the world to make me bucks And my sister seventeen years old and she already pregnant man fuck Remember momma used to have her head down Tryna get the bills paid for us (shit) now momma still got her head down And the bills paid up for twelve months She look at me everytime im bout to leave Like ima take away a little part of her But she can look at me anytime that she in need Cuz she know I got that part of me from her You say my name, auto-tune, all that trey shit To try to bring me down thats wassup Something to prove, And somebody got to lose Came from nothing, Anything is coming up
Yeah Uhh Vent It’s just a couple things That’s going on in my mind Know what I’m sayin’ Let me vent one time AlreadyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
