Vent Lyrics

Tryna, Tryna

Tryna get a dollar out of twenty-five cents

This week been hard, I ain't paid my rent

And I missed therapy, so may I vent

Prayed a lot of times, man, I even did lent

So if God hear me, may I vent

Vent to the sky, shorty know it's real, she can see it in my eyes

Got into the ride, now I'm going fast, hope they moving to the side

Falling from the pride, been saving face, tryna prove it to the guys

Checking for these people that don't care about you, wish you didn't care

And you got that fear up out you, leaving loved ones that was always there about you

Couldn't tell the truth, let alone care about you

Show and proof, your heart going loose

Every single time that your mind don't do what you know that's true

Stick then move, kick when down like your name Ryu

That's street fighter, no peace sited

Didn't pay your bills, now your lease sliding

You're dim down what your light was

Flickered from the static like a light bulb

Uncle Sam, look at the money you make, like

Hmm, stop that, I need my cut

By the time you eating, then you feed kids

Pay the bill, gas up and pick shifts

The rent is due once more, you can't live

The house is cold and I don't know where heat is

Tryna get a dollar out of twenty-five cents

This week been hard, I ain't paid my rent

And I missed therapy, so may I vent

I prayed a lot of times, man, I even did lent

So if God's hearing me, may I vent

Yeah, complain all day

Just hold this umbrella gon' rain all day

Had pain all day

I was jealous for a minute, had to destain, okay

I ain't work for mine, cause I was hurt for mine

Before I seen the sky, I hit the earth for mine

Stress thinning all my hair like it was turpentine

I would toggle on the edge like I could hurt the line

But then I put my head down and let the work decide

God made me who I am, this is work design

No check for me, don't check for me, I'm gone

Friends gonna be mad like I'm wrong

Don't want smoke, you cannot pull my bong

Attempts to be hostile, been so long

Tryna get a dollar out of twenty-five cents

This week been hard, I paid my rent

And I missed therapy, so may I vent

Prayed a lot of times, man, I even did lent

So if God hearing me, may I vent

May I vent

May I vent

May I, may I