Let me vent

Let me vent

Let me vent

Uh

****, fuck your congratulations

My homie died about nine months after I graduated

RIP

That shit feel fake to me, past lovers look like snakes to me

Renting out my heart through my music, filling the vacancies

I'm dumb witted, taking the trauma that come with it

She get mad we can't fuck, she be texting me, "Come get it"

I might damage her, shorties I be fucking don't be amateurs

'Fore she come around, turn off that lo and cut that camera

Blick on while we fucking, try to line, I'll Roman candle her

DM's getting locked, you wanna link me? Hit my manager

She starving for attention, I can't feed her, so I famish her

Say she like my accent, I told her that I'm from Panama

My pistol for the violence, mama say I'm wylin'

Ex ain't hear me out, so I remove myself in silence

Used to play the block, now all my women from the islands

Blocking every jawn in my phone who ain't moving honest

Curving, ducking ass, my main lover been my craft

Only fucking on the weekend, can't be fucking up my bag

Don't be bringing shorties round, if I left them in my past

If we clash, we hitting his window like sugarglass

The shorty you reposted in my DM, I can have her

Call her Mother Nature, life be coming at me faster

Where you at? For that head, I'll put two hunnid on this dash

I been locking in with pops, healing curses I know he passed

Where you at? For that head, I'll put two hunnid on this dash

I been locking in with pops, healing curses I know he passed

My mama know my trauma and my father know my cash

And my spirit full, blessed is my fruit, got mad riches

I got shorties pressed, curving these labels and bad ****

Had to cut some homies off 'cause I know that our paths different

'Cause I been tryna find alignment, fell in love with silence

Know the art of war, free Palestine and fuck the congress

I been, fall in love with actions, my spirit is my passion

Addicted to these brown skin women with nice accents and assets

Debit or credit, I'm moving cashless

Anxious when I'm outside so my Glock keep my attachments

Keep that AR in the booth, I be training for when it's static

Tactic, rolling raw papers and rocking fashion

Flare for these women, I'm too solid for my bros

I can't cook if I ain't hungry, keep my heater by the stove

'Cause I be coolin' 'cause them 5.56s get to sparking

Brodie bought a crib, he got tired of looking for parking

Text me when you outside, she can't come in my apartment

Every time I'm in her mouth, it look like she gon' get to yawning

I keep my heart beside my sleeve and my heater by my phone

I be dolo when I'm out, I look alone but ain't alone

I'm yelling, "Peace, God," hammer by the Reeboks

Nail him to the cross if he gon' slide like a glissade

She love it when I leave, but it always hurt to stay

It's two places I ain't going, back and forth, and out the way

We ain't beefin' 'bout no broads, ****, we be spinning like doorknobs

If you see me when I'm out, just know I upped the scorecard

Let me vent

Huh

Give me peace

Give me peace

I be coolin' when this hammer in my reach

I say, "Baby, let me vent"

Let me vent

And bring me peace

I be coolin' when I'm out, just know this hammer in my reach, ****

In my reach

Let me vent

Let me vent

Bring me peace

Bring me peace

I be coolin' with this hammer in my reach

I say, "Baby, let me vent"

Let me vent

Give me peace

I be tryna keep it cool with this hammer in my reach

God