Let Me Vent (Challenge)
Got alot to get off my chest man
Pressure
It's bout time I speak my mind and get some pressure off
It's bout time I look around and I see I'm taking off
And if I gotta look down that means I'm falling off
I'm just tryna randy moss you tryna pick me off
I'm on a route straight to the top you tryna break em off
I gave a handout tryna help you felt you need it dawg
Instead you bit the hand that feed you almost took it off
My uncle tried to sit me down and tell me watch my dawgs
You're not the same from when the last time that I seen you dawg
gotta watch out for the pythons you don't feed your dawg
My momma told me just let bygones be bygones hun
Knowing me den I'm prolly buying guns on top of guns
Don't wanna get caught my nigga without having one
You rather help and pay my bond or hear they kilt yo son
Ain't gotta answer I know you love me but I need a gun
You told me set the best examples when I see my son
huh aye yea
Don't wanna be a news baby
I'm just tryna live right but my stick dirty
Late night smoking by my self I reminisce
blessing or a curse well idk but it's a gift
And I know this life a bitch but I could see she heaven sent
I'm tryna hide my soul so can you see through 5 percent
And if you can't just do me this one favor let me vent
And if you can't just let a nigga be it's who I am
Pressure
It's bout time I speak my mind and get some pressure off
It's bout time I look around and I see I'm taking off
And if I gotta look down that means I'm falling off
I'm just tryna randy moss you tryna pick me off
I'm on a route straight to the top you tryna break em off
I gave a handout tryna help you felt you need it dawg
Instead you bit the hand that feed you almost took it off
My uncle tried to sit me down and tell me watch my dawgs
You're not the same from when the last time that I seen you dawg
gotta watch out for the pythons you don't feed your dawg
My momma told me just let bygones be bygones hun
Knowing me den I'm prolly buying guns on top of guns
Don't wanna get caught my nigga without having one
You rather help and pay my bond or hear they kilt yo son
Ain't gotta answer I know you love me but I need a gun
You told me set the best examples when I see my son
huh aye yea
Don't wanna be a news baby
I'm just tryna live right but my stick dirty
Late night smoking by my self I reminisce
blessing or a curse well idk but it's a gift
And I know this life a bitch but I could see she heaven sent
I'm tryna hide my soul so can you see through 5 percent
And if you can't just do me this one favor let me vent
And if you can't just let a nigga be it's who I am
Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Daveus
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