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Written Thoughts
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Written Thoughts was released on May 16, 2025 by Challenges Never Conquer Themselves LLC. as a part of the album Form Of Expression
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Release DateMay 16, 2025
LabelChallenges Never Conquer Themselves LLC.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ventine Richardson Jr.
Ventine Richardson Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ventine Richardson Jr.
Ventine Richardson Jr.
Songwriter
Julian Mein
Julian Mein
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chase Briley
Chase Briley
Engineer

Lyrics

And what makes it easy for me to write? Man I lived it
I put my footprints on the page and kept walking
I think about this stuff everyday
Just write your thoughts
I seen it all, no blank page in my book
Close my eyes and learn more from any class that I took
Cuzzo stick you up for extra meals
Now he up asking the judge how much life they gon steal
You think quick? They think big, hide your hunger
Your name ain't a wave of that game, you just a number
A good kid, head on my shoulders, trauma in hand
I'll never tell my father them nights I had in that van
Zoomin in
I'm dipping outta work to try and fly again
I now understand why all my cousins had to move in
Gotta lay down, all up in the bed that I made
But stay afloat, learned from mistakes my family done made
Still fucking up
Man in the mirror my crown, my tolerance high on this weed
I need to put this shit down, but
The devil keep calling, that heat rise in the morning
I'm flying high when it's storming, but focused up when I'm on it
It's my written thoughts
Welcome to my written thoughts
It's my written thoughts
Welcome to my written thoughts
Custy called
Black graphic T, they need it today
Press one, brodie hit his lady, he need a two-way
Clocking out
Deliveries on the phone as I'm hopping out
Close out on my shooter, you raise a hand, then you finding out
Lane switch
Figured Don Julio would make the pain flip
Flying down the freeway yelling why she ain't say shit
I was out of line
Pleasure don't mix well with that money time
Tone got a play, it's like I signed on the dotted line
Flatlines are grounds we've grown to know
Seeing family altogether but somehow we still alone
Mitch called, speaker phone when we near
Still pissed off they got Bullet in there, that feeling don't even compare
When you want so much for em, you want to fight em
I ain't mad at what he did, I'm mad his daughter look just like him
It's an unwritten rule, that family word a tool
That cuzzo word go around, it's a village don't get it confused
It's my written thoughts
Welcome to my written thoughts
It's my written thoughts
Welcome to my written thoughts
Diamonds in the rough, we never shook back
They saying that they coming for us, pressure how I took that
Loving it, learned from Ty Sr. play it well, sat me and bro down
Said it's either hell or in jail
That road you going down, ain't no love in that shit
I got that call OT, they killed my bro with that shit
Practice what you preach is what I try to stand on
So if it's six and I'm picked, I'm what Daron Bland on
So nah, I ain't tough, I ain't grow up in that shit
But when the Marshal's kicked the door down, it was tough as a bitch
Seeing my stepmom face doing crunches and shit
You think I'll ever showcase the dumb shit that ya'll spit
Stuff I seen my whole life damn near destroyed my own
So God forbid I ever pop that shit in a song
It's me, vent baby, V to the T
Same yellow kid that never put his hands on his knees
It's my written thoughts
Welcome to my written thoughts
It's my written thoughts
Welcome to my written thoughts
Written by: Julian Mein, Ventine Richardson Jr.
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