Venting

Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Lets go, lets go, lets go on gang I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches Gun with the button, that bitch came with switches Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I didn't have no hand me outs or silver spoons I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches I ain't know id make it far I was shaking the bottle and Scraping the sidewalk for pennies When I was small with my big cousin, we used to be starving So we had to steal out of denny's, now I'm making money Lil' bro, I got plenty, I been fucking on the redhead Bitch, like, Wendy I'm coughing up lungs, I been smoking on drugs I been sipping on lean, so I'm moving real slow Might give me an ounce, or a zip for the low Why you fucking with me when you fucking with bro Shorty coming over matching she gotta bring Biggie She know that I'm trying to get stoned How you gone tell me we friends And then you come over and mad cause I'm just tryna bone Wicked, I heard you be choosing sides You can't trust or rely, it's getting hard to smile They digging them ditches, where the snakes we scoping em out Track star, he ran bout a mile He run up, then we laying him down You stressed bout a bitch, you a doofus, goofy We passing that thrax all around in a two seat Don't talk about my feelings, write it on a looseleaf Im mixing the weed with the liquor, get woozy She giving that brain, like she grew up a scholar Come pay for a feature, I spit by the dollar I walk out the crib and I grab me a condom Cause you know these bitches, they bite like piranha I'm willing to ride if you ride Can't stay underground, I'm too high Brodie give a nigga clips like Two Fly I don't need you, nigga, I'ma get mine She gon' eat a nigga up like Soufflé Don't swing my way, it's too late We gon' split a nigga head like toupee I smoke six woodies today I'm all in her throat, like she drinking some coke Never holding no bitch, I'ma give it and go I hate it when bitches be doing the most I hate it when niggas be throating they bros They think that I'm mad cause they never showing me no love Give a damn if you do it or don't These niggas be switching, they breaking the code In the mud, so I had to go cop me a loan I'm fucking her good yeah making her moan I'm giving her dick and I'm sending her home I don't fuck with people, I struggle alone I put all my feelings and heart on my song I can't trust myself end up doing you wrong You said what you said so lets put it in stone Remember yo words when I make it I'm gone Ain't using his head he get hit in the dome Wicked, I heard you be choosing sides You can't trust or rely It's getting hard to smile They digging them ditches, where the snakes we scoping em out Track star, he ran bout a mile He run up, then we laying him down Bend her over I'm putting her down They don't know that we fucking around They don't know that this hoe got a nigga He don't know that I'm fucking her now