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The Vent
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Hip-Hop/Rap
The Vent was released on May 9, 2025 by 3seven Music Group as a part of the album 4TC
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Album4TC
Release DateMay 9, 2025
Label3seven Music Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cracca Bambino
Cracca Bambino
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamarcus Detreon Robinson
Jamarcus Detreon Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cracca Bambino
Cracca Bambino
Producer

Lyrics

(I am a lost soul from Neverland
Usually hangin' out with Peter Pan
And when we're bored, we play in the woods
Always on the run, wrapped in hugs
Run, run, lost soul
They say don't stay
Away from all of reality)
It took a while for him to notice me
Had a talk with Granny while she was puttin' up them groceries
She said she'd be worried, but I told her she could go to sleep
Cause if they play with me, it's gon' be a motherfuckin' murder
In the first degree
Plus, they don't know Jaquese
And he be out that sunroof with that pole for me
He be tryna walk a **** down and take his soul from me
And these days ain't too friendly, ain't no approachin' me
And we droppin' bags on ****, you gon' take smokin' street
I ain't second-guessin' shit, I be smokin' weed
So I ain't never stressin' shit
Lil hoe call my phone, I told her
Gon on with that messy shit
I'm just tryin' to stretch the bitch
Dive up in that pussy like an eagle
Tryin' to catch a fish
Plus, I don't talk too much
A **** play, we chalk shit up
He was runnin' with that ball
Until we caught him, made him cough it up
Boy, these **** soft as fuck
Shorty died with his gun on him
Cause we didn't give his ass a chance to get off of nothin
It's CG, but I go DG when I put that shit on
Same' gang shit, if you wonderin' what I been on
My bitch ass did, she say
Daddy, it's somethin' to feel on
Dissin' us in them songs well we know he ain't gon' live long
But pop your shit, go ahead, ****, pop your shit
That's gon' be the main reason a **** pop your shit
I know **** who shooitin' like Storiakovich
I can't name a time I ever seen my rasta miss
But I done seen **** I grew up with switch
And ain't that bout a bitch
But I don't give a fuck, we still lit
Like when them choppers hit
I be in the trenches where that drama is
And I bet nobody touch me, I'm protected like Obama kids
Bino got that gas in the city
And that shit grad A
Hit his spot with them choppers
We made em vacate
Take a **** out on a day date
Cause if a **** play, play, he gon' lay
Lay on LayAndre I'm bout that gun, play fr!
Written by: Jamarcus Detreon Robinson
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