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Venting
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Venting fue lanzado el 20 de diciembre de 2023 por GMT Records como parte del álbum The Devil's Advocate
20 de diciembre de 2023
Sello discográficoGMT Records
IdiomaEnglish
BPM83
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

I can see from afar, these **** all pretend to see
I saw it all coming, death was my harbinger
Pigs caught me with the metal, took my boy, Bender
Futurama, no wonder they wanna fry me, ****
Might've took a hit, but we was never injured
Spin a block and turn a hot summer into winter
We the number one contenders, city tryna end us
Movin' like some vendors, **** cash, cash, cash, cash
Now she wanna come fuck with a winner
I only lie to get in her, cause the truth offend her
Now these bitches triggered, shit ain't work out how they pictured
She was a go-getter, turned to a gold digger
And it shows, but that's her way of life
I'm guessing that's just how it goes
I never gave a fuck, Or even 40 for these hoes
She askin' me bout 40, I say 40 on the road
Or the 40 I keep on me, I know **** not my bros
They was some hot **** till you up and then they froze
Fuckers wanna link and these the same ones I oppose
Now my money double and I just see **** goin' broke
Been a minute since I smoked, but I got that for you ****
Starin' in the mirror like, you should get back to you, ****
Everything that they be spittin' never factual, ****
I gave you waves without a thanks or pat on backs for me, ****
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket
If you speakin' on my city, I'm the topic of discussion
I made it through hell, car collisions and concussions
So that disrespect come with head-bustin' and repercussions
And that's word to my mama
Y'all just call me X, do the math, I'm the problem
I set the bar high and these boys just play possum
I swear we are not the same, my team in a different column
See, y'all ain't even in the league
Y'all ain't comin' close, we can't compare, we can't compete
Before I ran through the 6, I was sleepin' on the streets
So when G kick down the door, I'ma fuck up this industry
Ho, keep your fake love out my vicinity
I'm just out here finessin', you know I keep a stick on me
On probation, but they wish it was parole, they sick of me
I know you see my name on Taggerz, still wishin' it wasn't me
But, some shit you just gotta' deal with
Free the Mob
Look, blood of a champion on my champion
Stayed on the block like a fuckin' mannequin
Even when it's peaceful, death is the ambience
And we all just love life like this shit is transient
Written by: Qwamel Najja-Hakeem Cowan
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