The Vent
Yo
I came to work
Let me get it in
Gone so long I swear
I never thought I'd spit again
But now I'm back
I'll be rappin' until the bitter end
Blessed with a talent and
Passionate with a pen
Y'all tell me when to stop
And I'll be packin' it in
Honestly that's a lie
That won't be happening again
Hoppin' on these beats
I'll be snappin' until I'm dead
And then my unreleased tracks leak
Slappin' them on the head
Couple duffle bags
I'll be stackin' them racks in
In the backseat behind a dime
I'm mackin' on in a Benz
I think her name was Ashley
But that could have been her friend
If she asks me
Shit
I guess I'ma just have to pretend
She said she want it raw
She ain't trappin' me with a kid
I pull that magnum out my pocket
I'm wrappin' my lil man
That's for someone I can trust
And know where that ass has been
She just ride it till I bust
Then I drop her back at her friend's
Shit fun for a while
Lately it's been a problem
These one night stands with randoms
Done made me hollow
To numb the pain I'm feeling
Is gone take me 'bout a bottle
Need a fresh pack of za
And a couple grams of that powder
Get that adrenaline
Heart pumpin' I'm solid
That newfound strength
Feel like I could move mountains
But these thoughts in my head
'Bout to start jumpin' up out it
Stuck in a cycle
Wanna change it, but I doubt it
Inside emotions
Size of oceans, crazy sounding
Barely floatin'
Then that current came around
And now I'm drownin'
Usually I'd be tight strapped
In a life jacket
But now lookin' up and down
All I see is that blue around me
That metaphor to show
That lonely feeling I been down with
Just had my heart broken too much
But who's countin'
They say my soulmate's out there
I just haven't found her
I just wanna feel love
So long that I been without it
Yo
But maybe I'm just tryna fill a void
Making music seems to be
The only thing I still enjoy
I see these people everyday
We talk about whatever
But it's all just surface level shit
Ain't tryna get to know the boy
Picture perfect polaroid
You see how deep the story get
Life is hard
Sometimes I struggle with the point of it
Y'all seeing both sides
Like I was giving you a coin to flip
That's 40 of my realest bars
I'm hopin' y'all enjoy the shit
Yuh
The vent
I came to work
Let me get it in
Gone so long I swear
I never thought I'd spit again
But now I'm back
I'll be rappin' until the bitter end
Blessed with a talent and
Passionate with a pen
Y'all tell me when to stop
And I'll be packin' it in
Honestly that's a lie
That won't be happening again
Hoppin' on these beats
I'll be snappin' until I'm dead
And then my unreleased tracks leak
Slappin' them on the head
Couple duffle bags
I'll be stackin' them racks in
In the backseat behind a dime
I'm mackin' on in a Benz
I think her name was Ashley
But that could have been her friend
If she asks me
Shit
I guess I'ma just have to pretend
She said she want it raw
She ain't trappin' me with a kid
I pull that magnum out my pocket
I'm wrappin' my lil man
That's for someone I can trust
And know where that ass has been
She just ride it till I bust
Then I drop her back at her friend's
Shit fun for a while
Lately it's been a problem
These one night stands with randoms
Done made me hollow
To numb the pain I'm feeling
Is gone take me 'bout a bottle
Need a fresh pack of za
And a couple grams of that powder
Get that adrenaline
Heart pumpin' I'm solid
That newfound strength
Feel like I could move mountains
But these thoughts in my head
'Bout to start jumpin' up out it
Stuck in a cycle
Wanna change it, but I doubt it
Inside emotions
Size of oceans, crazy sounding
Barely floatin'
Then that current came around
And now I'm drownin'
Usually I'd be tight strapped
In a life jacket
But now lookin' up and down
All I see is that blue around me
That metaphor to show
That lonely feeling I been down with
Just had my heart broken too much
But who's countin'
They say my soulmate's out there
I just haven't found her
I just wanna feel love
So long that I been without it
Yo
But maybe I'm just tryna fill a void
Making music seems to be
The only thing I still enjoy
I see these people everyday
We talk about whatever
But it's all just surface level shit
Ain't tryna get to know the boy
Picture perfect polaroid
You see how deep the story get
Life is hard
Sometimes I struggle with the point of it
Y'all seeing both sides
Like I was giving you a coin to flip
That's 40 of my realest bars
I'm hopin' y'all enjoy the shit
Yuh
The vent
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Writer(s): Wade Nelson
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