May I Vent? Lyrics

Ian goin lie

At first

I wasn't running

Now I can breathe

I can feel it in my stomach

Find a beat

Smoke weed

To keep me at ease

I been lying through my teeth

To keep you at ease

If I play apart

The pick & roll

Ian goin lie

Ima soldier

I roll when it's cold

Shit set in stone..

I'm by yo side

Till I'm gone

Right by yo side

Feel like home

Shid may I vent

Lil repent

In my city

Got me walkin wit a limp

See I'm the villain

When I fight

I get da hint

I heard ya pop

Dat lil pussy

To pay the rent

Told my brudda

Never judge shit

Never know where you goin be

You see dat grass

Turn to mud quick

Move quick

Know dem

Slug kiss

Nigga miss

And hit a jitt

Think he legit

But really he bitch

Been got what he was telling me

Been a better me

I been workin

Thank da Og

Ian get no felonies

Been blowing celery

Thoughts can get ahead of me

She help me

Through da dark

Of course I'm doin

What she telling me

Let's talk about

How you can't touch

Or get a head of me

Mama raised a beast

And I just got through

Chewing up my leash

I been chasing peace

And Ima feast

When everybody eat

That's till desease

Den we repeat

Dats how it gotta be

Blame da devil

If you see me wit dis metal

It's in da kettle

Work too hard

To go settle

Workin for better

When I'm ready

Ima go and get her

Write her a letter

And tell her

It ain't nobody better

Send a sweater

It's cold

Just keep ya head up

She think it's a setup

Main reason why I get up

Sit up

She walk in the room

Shit lit up

Feeling her perfume

Turn a coon

Make me get up

Back stay on the wall

I'm the type to jump

But not a call

Won't see me at all

I'm working on me

Why you always

Gotta run to me

When you on E

Drive what ya need

Don't need to worry bout speed

I been on my Ps

Haters wanna see me bleed

Do this for my seeds

Like why they hatin on me

I might feed da greed

Ima different breed

It ain't shit

To bob and weave

Like Luis Ortiz

Another pain song

When the rain goin stop

Another knock

Another body drop

I pick another lock

Running through da storm

I love da sound

Of thunder

Bring whoever I can

Harriette Tubman

You see we thumbing

Thats from

Turning nun

Into sum

No longer running

We comin

To get da party jumpin

Always got

Who got my back

And who keep it a hunnid

The rest won't see it coming