Just Venting (Feat. Angela Rose)

I'm a tell you what I see in me

I gotta be something different

This music was made for me

Timing is everything

Patience is really the key

While you getting money in and out

In and out in and out hustling

Running in and out the house steady getting to it

Had some long nights on that road I got used to it

Starting losing n***** close I got used to it

I trusted you when I ain’t have nobody

I was really in that mode pain all in my body

I really thought some people would hold me down but I

Had to quickly realize that some of these n****** running out running out

I ain’t arguing with you with you with you with you

I’m just venting and I’m chilling

I ain’t arguing with you with you with you with you

No

I was posted on the corner hot as hell freezing cold

In the winter time selling rocks ain’t have nowhere to go

It ain’t me to go and punch a clock but I don’t knock it doe

It ain’t in me to just sit and watch I gotta make some pros

It was nights I then shedded tears thinking of a plan

Tryna come up with a strategy so I can get some bands

I been hustling since a lil kid with that being said

I never had the time to be a child I been a grown man

In the streets thuggin' me and my cousin getting it in

You need to quit hustling that’s what my baby mama said and I’m knowing got damn well I just took a chance for 20 could’ve got me twenty years

I miss Relly Caine I wish my bro was still here

They don’t feel my pain you don’t know the shit we did

All in West Virginia doing deals they be capping this our life for real

Bitch left when I went broke I ain’t heal from it

I'm a gangsta but I ain’t gone lie you left my heart burning

Would’ve slapped a n**** saying you wasn’t 100

Ain’t think you had it in you how the fuck you turn on me

Sitting thinking how the fuck it come to this self-medicating popping tens and drinking Tris

Suppose to been made it can’t no other n**** talk like this

Been saucy before I had a dollar I was still the shit

When I ain’t have a dolla it felt like I had a thousand

Before anyone was proud of me was out here wearing Prada

Before I was in my adlibs saying on my mama

It felt like that I was Chinese math a big problem

I'm a heavyweight before high school had heavy cake

I was taking dimes to high school like every day

Skipping class in every lunch talking B C & A

Way before Trump was getting money like PUA

I was punching then I had cribs then I had bigs

I was buying Vettes and 550’s as a damn kid

Way back when you was happy broke I was mad rich

Couldn’t even get a zip from me threw 'em half bigs

I was known to serve a lot of food like the Roc brunch

He only drink green when he eat that’s a wock lunch

They ain’t even see me like a mole I just popped up

When we catch 'em clean up on isle 3 get 'em mopped up n****

With you with you with you with you

With you with you with you with you

With you