Vent Lyrics

I'm gonna get right to it, no hook just bars I'm using

No cap just thoughts of abusing these beats

And giving all of me to everyone that's here to listen to me speak

So let me see, where shall I begin painting picture with words until I win

Wishing God would come and wash my mind of every sin that I have sinned

I'm a sinner, no not really but I used to be puffing trees and drinking Hennessy

Until I felt it was holding me back so I relaxed until the day that I relapse

Let me spit some real facts I was caught up in the streets

Doing things that "real niggas" love to rap about

Watch yo mouth when you compare me to these rappers now

I'm not a rapper but I'm spitting super hot fire

Glasses jacket shirt I'm writing until I'm dying, I'm steady supplying

Deep thoughts for your mind real talk never lying

I'm in awe from my grind got ahead with devotion and being different

Some say they run the game everyone of them is spitting bull shit

And they ain't really adding value to that life you living

That's why I'm livid but I really like to keep my cool

I can't judge you or you or you, but I can encourage you to get in tune

With how you move and try to see the bigger picture

Like its children that's listening

Didn't start to pay attention until Amber told me differently

I'm sorry Auntie please forgive me, my Momma said the same thing

So switched my aim up I can't forget that y'all the ones that raised

A young king and I wasn't acting kingly

But, I am royalty I am powerful I know it's more to me

Than what y'all see on the surface I know that I'm a mortal being

But I also know that ima make it all worth it

I'm just a soul trapped on this earth

Channeling and giving verses I'm not perfect I'm a young nigga

That's really out here working

That's what I know cuz I remember the burg

And Atglen I remember the hurt man I remember the days

I remember when I was hungry and tryna escape

When my daddy was working doubles I remember the struggles

I'm not gonna talk of that here cuz this isn't the place for that

I tryna change the whole rap culture I'm sick of vulgar rhymes

That's influencing daughters and son to grow up grabbing them guns

And booty clapping them buns we need to get back to education and pushing the limit

I'm talking taxes ya gimmicks ain't gonna live forever

Change the direction and trajectory for generations to come

Just be a little different no more flipping packs to get some racks

Or hitting traps living double lives bundled regrets and buss down Pateks

Tell bout your stress and what's on your chest it's time to vent a little bit

Let the people connect to what you been through and what you dealing with

Time to heal and build each other up no more battles or dissing

But talking spiritual missions and what's in your vision

And every goal that you been hitting

I want you to be living great no hate in my heart or fake in my face

I'm really doing the race, TMC, shout out Nipsey The Great

I play ya tapes just like everyday and even though you gone I'm pulling my weight

Take responsibility for my actions sit and heavy debate

Every move ima make before I take action this was planned

Way before I mapped it I just had to tap in it's Gods Path