Let Me Vent
Hold your breath, gang is set
You a vet, okay well we blessed
Tryna vent, bitch nigga
Let me vent
It's too hot, don't like percent's
I be in it, no ain't talkin' bout no friendzone
I be in it, end of quarter that's the endzone
Got to plead the fifth, cause this different levels
Think I found myself, I'm going heavy metal
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Think I found myself I'm going Heavy metal
She just wanna link, add it to my schedule
Verse is on the brink, they ain't get the memo
Like the way I think, but this just a demo
I'm thinking in the future, you think more like retro
Know we from the lake, she from Sacramento
Hold your breath, gang is set
You a vet, okay well we blessed
Tryna vent, bitch nigga
Let me vent
It's too hot, don't like percent's
Hold your breath, gang is set
You a vet, okay well we blessed
Tryna vent, bitch nigga
Let me vent
It's too hot, don't like percent's
Ten thousand, I don't know
Get snatched
About ten, I don't know
Money or Me
Money or Me
Money on me
Money on me
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
See your passion but I don't do titles
Gang too solid, right now might be tribal
Don't do this shit for fun, we call this shit survival
Tell em' dress in all black upon my arrival
If we kill em' then fake nigga's still go try recycle
Don't get intimate, cause Imma boss and work be vital
Won't get into it, you insecure and think we rivals, Woah
I'm falling don't know what I might do
I'm feeling like Myers like Micheal
And no, it ain't feeling delightful
These nigga's keep doubting the rightful, so
Imma take his lil' wifey, she thinking that I am her idol
Go ahead kill not a gift and not a curse, That's a hearse
Always say to me
I have a way with words, it's just a verse
Changed my mind about you baby
Think it's time we make this work
Ask me what I like about your dress
Well it's the curves
Money or Me
Money or Me
Money on me
Money on me
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Money or Me
Money or Me
Money on me
Money on me
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
You a vet, okay well we blessed
Tryna vent, bitch nigga
Let me vent
It's too hot, don't like percent's
I be in it, no ain't talkin' bout no friendzone
I be in it, end of quarter that's the endzone
Got to plead the fifth, cause this different levels
Think I found myself, I'm going heavy metal
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Think I found myself I'm going Heavy metal
She just wanna link, add it to my schedule
Verse is on the brink, they ain't get the memo
Like the way I think, but this just a demo
I'm thinking in the future, you think more like retro
Know we from the lake, she from Sacramento
Hold your breath, gang is set
You a vet, okay well we blessed
Tryna vent, bitch nigga
Let me vent
It's too hot, don't like percent's
Hold your breath, gang is set
You a vet, okay well we blessed
Tryna vent, bitch nigga
Let me vent
It's too hot, don't like percent's
Ten thousand, I don't know
Get snatched
About ten, I don't know
Money or Me
Money or Me
Money on me
Money on me
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
See your passion but I don't do titles
Gang too solid, right now might be tribal
Don't do this shit for fun, we call this shit survival
Tell em' dress in all black upon my arrival
If we kill em' then fake nigga's still go try recycle
Don't get intimate, cause Imma boss and work be vital
Won't get into it, you insecure and think we rivals, Woah
I'm falling don't know what I might do
I'm feeling like Myers like Micheal
And no, it ain't feeling delightful
These nigga's keep doubting the rightful, so
Imma take his lil' wifey, she thinking that I am her idol
Go ahead kill not a gift and not a curse, That's a hearse
Always say to me
I have a way with words, it's just a verse
Changed my mind about you baby
Think it's time we make this work
Ask me what I like about your dress
Well it's the curves
Money or Me
Money or Me
Money on me
Money on me
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Money or Me
Money or Me
Money on me
Money on me
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
Woah, shit lettin' me vent
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Writer(s): Kayden Green
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