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Vent
by GTIMO
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I find it crazy my nigga dub got hit with 4 nickles
Bond was a Dub, back den we couldn't come and get him
Right now yo bond is a dub and we gon come and get you
That's like 1 SBA
We just one check away
Found out granny ain't make it, it took my breath away
We needed more time
Learn to adore time
I'm in this section, cracking Hen to sip my pain away
But I need more time, This pain take more time
I'm on that tour grind
I need it 4 times, yeah
Driving through the mountains, passing outta Tennessee
Gotta drive cautious fuck the mountains, I got that shit on me
Bitch I'm a road Runna
My bitch a head hunter
Was selling Drip In 2012 but We don't know gunna
Me, man and Wayne was fucking with birds but we don't know stunna
Me and Twon, was in the Grove down to our last dollar
Told him if we made it outta that then we gon ball forever
It was like now or never
But now we live forever
I mean we live forever
I'm locked in with Taee and Rob, They ride for DMG
Same way they shooting for they brother, they gon shoot for me
If I was down and on my ass, would you come root for me
I ask my bitch, she see em creeping she gon shoot for me
If the police, knee my neck is you gon loot for me
Is y'all gon march the streets
Is y'all gon spark the heat
I miss my bitch, she ain't my bitch but she apart of me
I used to love to see her face when I go over east
She loved a nigga, I had pride so I just let her be
That boy a bum, I would feel dumb to ever try to compete
That's a boss to a flea
When time tells she'll see
From weed sells to the D
A zip or two to a P
I elevated my G
Used to hide poles under seats
Shooter hands up in bleach
Then pop out back to the streets
I find it crazy my nigga dub got hit with 4 nickles
Bond was a Dub, back den we couldn't come and get him
Right now yo bond is a dub and we gon come and get you
That's like 1 SBA
We just one check away
Found out granny ain't make it, it took my breath away
We needed more time
Learn to adore time
I'm in this section, cracking Hen to sip my pain away
But I need more time, This pain take more time
I'm on that tour grind
I need it 4 times, yeah
Driving through the mountains, passing outta Tennessee
Gotta drive cautious fuck the mountains, I got that shit on me
Bitch I'm a road Runna
My bitch a head hunter
Was selling Drip In 2012 but We don't know gunna
Me, man and Wayne was fucking with birds but we don't know stunna
Me and Twon, was in the Grove down to our last dollar
Told him if we made it outta that then we gon ball forever
It was like now or never
But now we live forever
I mean we live forever
I'm locked in with Taee and Rob, They ride for DMG
Same way they shooting for they brother, they gon shoot for me
If I was down and on my ass, would you come root for me
I ask my bitch, she see em creeping she gon shoot for me
If the police, knee my neck is you gon loot for me
Is y'all gon march the streets
Is y'all gon spark the heat
I miss my bitch, she ain't my bitch but she apart of me
I used to love to see her face when I go over east
She loved a nigga, I had pride so I just let her be
That boy a bum, I would feel dumb to ever try to compete
That's a boss to a flea
When time tells she'll see
From weed sells to the D
A zip or two to a P
I elevated my G
Used to hide poles under seats
Shooter hands up in bleach
Then pop out back to the streets
