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Venting Session
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Skladba Venting Session vyšla 23. června 2023 Never2BIG na albu 4 Whom the Bell Tolls
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Datum vydání23. června 2023
ŠtítekNever2BIG
JazykEnglish
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM75

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Bell
Jonathan Bell
Songwriter

Texty

It's only bosses in this section
You can't hang if you ain't thorough
We only go out to the club
So we can bag the bottle girls
Brodie work out in the feds
He say he do a lot of curls
Got to balance out them legs
Because he been walking
Around the world
In his head it ain't reality yet
But he know it's pearled
All he got to do is light it up
And spark it with his girl
He came from bagging dimes
BB guns stayed blasting
Lost his dog when they wasn't on
Good terms tragic finger guns
Turned to prayer hands
Magic never was interesting
To a bastard hardly know his pops
See in his actions
That he really just needed
Some guidance say when he come home
It's a brand new horizon
My lil **** passed away
Don't know how to feel about his death
He had stole from neighborhood moms
He lost all my respect
Knowing damn well she going through
Anxiety and stress
This shit been deep in my chest
So I had to come to upnext
Smoking weed to ease the problem
It ain't good but it's the best
Can't believe I got my top soldier
Tatted on my neck
I ain't never do too much or do too less
I just stayed up in my lane to get respect
I look the devil in the eyes
When I be smack pulled me over
Because they didn't know what's next
When we was twelve
We was on curbs for a gat
Years later it's some dead it's some left
But it ain't that many **** with respect
I'm just glad I'm one of them I got the tat
It's only bosses in this section
You can't hang if you ain't thorough
We only go out to the club
So we can bag the bottle girls
Brodie work out in the feds
He say he do a lot of curls
Got to balance out them legs
Because he been walking
Around the world
In his head it ain't reality yet
But he know it's pearled
All he got to do is light it up
And spark it with his girl
He came from bagging dimes
BB guns stayed blasting
Lost his dog when they wasn't on
Good terms tragic finger guns
Turned to prayer hands
Magic never was interesting
To a bastard hardly know his pops
See in his actions
That he really just needed
Some guidance say when he come home
It's a brand new horizon
Written by: Jonathan Bell
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