Vent

Let me vent, I need a minute to repent I wish I Kept a better record of all that money that I spent All that money that I stacked trafficking this money through these Raps and all that crack a nigga sold just tryna make that money back! A couple hunnid stack Lost track along time ago drove my mama crazy but maybe my babymomma Know, or maybe Chuck know or maybe lil' Brudder Know or maybe they forgot, I'll let a motha fucka know But fuck it tho I'm just tryna let my brain breathe The game cold everytime I spit I get a brain freeze I can't leave tho, they say I'm what the game need except I don't Play with niggas, we ain't even in the same league The same breed I'm cut from a different cloth I put a couple niggas on, had to cut some niggas off And cut my losses, I'm fuckin' with some bosses Niggas they want it all like fuck what it cost us Now pay attention nigga, look at what it cost us Look at what we came from, look at where it brought us Look at how we book the mobb and how These sucka niggas crossed us look at... My nigga look at what they taught us neva trust a nigga E'rybody ain't yo brother you gotta read 'em like a book don't never Judge 'em by they covers, keep yo mouth shut Don't never speak on what was spoken keep yo ears to da street Keep yo third eye open neva see shit and watch e'rything around You keep a very tight circle watch them niggas that surround you Know yo enemy, my nigga but know thy self them the only niggas I know I don't know nobody else I don't need nobody help I came to jail on my own put the mobb on my Back and took this twelve on my own In the county with my cell phone on hollering at bone he like "Tell me what you need blood and when you coming home?" I'm like It won't be long, just be ready when I touch he like "They love a shit Petty let's get this feddy when you touch", said I already got it set Up tell them niggas fall back 'em, put e'rything in motion as soon As we all back I got the ball back, it's young Kevion Bron All I do is shine while these suckas ride pine yous a pawn Imma motha fuckin king Triple double threat I do my motha fucking thing Double cup of lean four five tucked in my jeans pound click clack gang Ain't no fuckin' but the team Fuck you niggas mean like I ain't got it by the neck like I Ain't eating off this shit nigga like I ain't got a check like y'all Ain't got it yet like it's still somebody else like I won't murder These niggas then go and kill somebody else like that ain't the Realist shit that I done said in so long I ain't felt so strong about A song in so long, these niggas tryna kill my vibe, they think It's gone they think they got me out my box but they just put me in My zone I'm on, I wrote a letter to the rap game Young fly broke nigga came out the crack game catch 'em with the work Out stretchin' 'em like a back sprain they threw me in the chain gang It's still click clack gang and niggas acting strange say I'm Acting funny say the only time I call 'em is to ask em for some money Tell them niggas it's funny that's the only time y'all answer guess What's good for the goose ain't always good for the gander The real niggas let these rap niggas set the standard niggas dying For them dollars that y'all dropping on them dancers for them commas That y'all fuckin' off on magic city Monday I'll wack a nigga momma for that magic city money for that diddy Money shit I'll do it for a Quan check tryna get rich homie It's all about yo mindset take it out of context you gotta have a set Mind like your phone gonna miss time, gotta get 'em next time I got a Kite from ten and that nigga hit me on my text line like Blood I need a verse for you nigga shit when the best time I told him primetime nah and they set you, you gon' try to keep it simple Shoot me the instrumental it's all about patience communication is Essential ain't no way that we can't make it we got way to much Potential I'm the stencil niggas wasn't cut out for this shit got Some Killa's out in Cali that a vouch for this shit I'm the best bet you can put the house on this shit playing house wit Yo bitch she got her mouth on my dick nigga couch full of bricks Nigga closet full of bales nigga car full of sticks it look like 33rd And Bales nigga Kansas City whales I'm too colossal for a Cell middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga Middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga Middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga Middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga Middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga