Let Me Vent

Jamie 'bout to go plat
Mikshapp you got the sauce
Foko go loko
Yup
Ain't take they assistance, I got it the way I did
They hate that I'm different, I got it up in they head
I can't show no emotion, I bottled up all my tears
More problems than bitches, I got enough as it is
I come out trap-wear, I'll be fly tomorrow, where the money?
I ain't enjoy the fun so I ran it up for the summer
I'm going in soon as I'm done to go put it up (Yes)
You 'ont see me eating you niggas ain't look enough (Ha)
Slow winters, fast summers
Nigga we is cash runners
Every time I count it I make sure I pass my last number
The game get slow, ain't no way I take pride in that (Never)
Just feel 10x like myself when I got it back (Ah)
I like to buy the shit on my own, ain't got to match
580 cool, not the basic, go buy the Bach (The Maybach)
We 'posed to only fuck, kept it gangsta, you got attached
I love blowing some money, not more than I like to stack
My mother just told me I'm heartless and that's a shame
But really I'm numb, I be charging shit to the game (For real)
They know that I pop it, I really could pop it more (Extra)
It's people that love me but hate that I got influence (Go)

Ain't take they assistance, I got it the way I did
They hate that I'm different, I got it up in they head
I can't show no emotion, I bottled up all my tears
More problems than bitches, I got enough as it is (Yeh!)
I come out trap-wear, I'll be fly tomorrow, where the money?
I ain't enjoy the fun so I ran it up for the summer
I'm going in soon as I'm done to go put it up
You 'ont see me eating you niggas ain't look enough
(Pry another 500 cash put in the tuck boy)
(Got like that)
(Get like that)
Jamie 'bout to go plat
Mikshapp you got the sauce



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Writer(s): Yg Teck
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