Venting

Yeah yeah i can't say yeah yeah yeah yeah

Been through alot i cant say much
They want me gone but they aint did nothing
I keep it close so don't try nothing
Ro be thuggin he a drop sum

Been through alot i cant say much
They want me gone but they aint did nothing
I keep it close so don't try nothing
Ro be thuggin he a drop sum

Im still thuggin with my cousin you know how we coming steady
Running to the money like we seen the feds coming
Back then they didn't want me now i'm up they all went me
Free hank he got 24 cause he got told on

Thought to myself with im alone and i need to vent
Like who gone take care of mama if i leave the crib
A couple of my homeboys yeah turnt fed
I still keep my back turnt when i get backstab
I won't cry i won't put my head down
My chin still up my heard cold i know its Wild

I cant trust nobody it get wicked in my town still getting fast money
Before i ever had a job
Ftos you get kilt in the field my mind steady i just wanna see a mill
Poured a Four in a sprite rest in peace uncle sam
Still pray for better days i ride by my lonely
Throw them twos in the air i still miss my big homie
Girls saying that they love me they dont even really know me
Ion answer my phone if it aint about that money

Ion answer my phone if it aint about that money nigga

Been through alot i cant say much
They want me gone but they aint did nothing
I keep it close so don't try nothing
Ro be thuggin he a drop sum

Been through alot i cant say much
They want me gone but they aint did nothing
I keep it close so don't try nothing
Ro be thuggin he a drop sum



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Writer(s): Javontae Rouser
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