Venting lyrics

by

The-Dream


[Verse 1: J4yDiZz1e]

Who said a n*gga couldn't vent right now? Nobody did they?

Why you n*ggas trippin on me? You n*ggas so gay

You n*ggas so gay, yeah, you n*ggas so gay

Oh sh*t, oh sh*t olay, Yeah a motherf*cker mexican ok?

Ola to the n*ggas that're with me today

I turn sh*t like f*cking turn table, But if only n*ggas had stayed in school that day

I'm master mind of this master grind, if a n*gga has a problem then the problem is mine

I think what I'm saying is his b*tch his mine, his shoes are mine, sh*t, all his sh*t is mine

I run sh*t like this sh*t is a race, even if I lose guess whos in first place

I think I'd like to say a quick word and sh*t, of how a n*gga think that is the greatest

But lemme tell yo ass something n*gga, are you the hottest rapper of the centra?

Who's the n*gga here with the infra? Red dots to ya top let it hit'ya

I fix sh*t but not a builder n*gga, I bust roofs but not a angry n*gga

If I gotta come through to the block you stay and bang well sh*t there goes the homie n*gga

I'm special boy I'm special boy, I'll treat ya b*tch like she a new toy

Something that you can't do she don't miss you, if she did then she'd leave and get wit you

n*ggas p*ssing me off and that's an issue, runny noses n*ggas go and get a tissue

f*cking clean up the act cause it's getting old, The n*gga Jay over here and getting cold

Don't you ever say you're the next J Cole, You will never ya life be J Cole

Don't you ever say this n*gga over here is cold, At least I ain't worrying about a soul I sold

I'm warming up, to get up in ya b*tches gut, I'm sneaky huh? Everybody's sneaky huh?

I found the spot, ya b*tch really seem to dig, every single time I'm in it, gotta hit it, so lets get it


[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]

If I ain't human then I'm not one, and that's the out come

Venting like I ain't got sh*t (x2)


[Verse 2: J4yDiZz1e]

Okay I'm here with verse two so I can murk you and those who have doubted me through the past few moves

I've made through my whole life story, Hit ya b*tch with the not the father sh*t Maury

I'm a preacher not a teacher but then again I'm a speaker

And I do this like it ain't sh*t, so if a n*gga can keep up then lets do this

And if n*gga wanna challenge the great one, swear to god it'll be nothing but no fun

And if a n*gga wanna swear some, I'll shoot'em like I'm thuggish I'm a real one

n*ggas wanna go to war I can deal with'em, my flow is cold yeah I know Got'em kneeling one

Knee just to get something signed from me, I'm a beast, with the beauty, have a feast on these rappers quick quick

Never gotta trust in a n*gga no, And I'll be damned if I get trapped by some hoe

Ain't tryna get shot by a copper no, f*ck'em , I keep that in my mind though

Gotta be polite on the high key, I know all of you n*ggas do not like me

And that's fine cause

I'm venting like I ain't got sh*t...

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