Vent
Yungin' LC
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Coming from a broken home My daddy was never home Trapping bringing money home but don't really know what else went on right Waking out my sleep tryna find out what y'all trippin on When I do something you did I always feel like that I'm doing wrong I jumped in the streets that's all I saw I guess they taught me wrong Hopefully one day I get on and ion need this trap phone I was born into this shit my closest family put me on Ain't no love in these streets my closest potnas did me wrong Daddy thought I wanted something so he ain't never pick up the phone I was just tryna talk to you and see what kinda shit you on But na fa you ima be there fa my daughter every step along Gotta get my paper long Feel like the streets where I belong Some of my niggas locked up some got they names on a headstone Brudda in some smoke I know I'm the one he gone call on Cuz ima keep it silent when we creep and get you stepped on I ain't tryna die and be another one yall slept on Ever since a Yungin I been kicking doors I was just a Yungin introduced to poles Niggas in my city don't wanna see me blow This rap shit don't work I'm back to kicking doors Creep on him we gone spin and spin again till we stretch some Hit list building up when Bands come in ima hit the rest of em You ain't live how I live I had to rob and steal some Plenty Niggas changed when I fell off and I ain't have nothing Pulling kappas me and Pj Roadrunning me and aj Gassed up nigga you can smell me down the freeway Remember trapping in school selling sweets all in the hallway Remember beef with cmb Still that gang bitch YnT I'm that same maida baby Helbig Texas nawfcyde Been in the field nigga scared ones don't come outside Bitch ass Nigga tried to rob baby nine shot him 6 times 10 times 10 bullets flying through that Nigga blinds When it's beef i ain't hiding Nawfcyde where I'm sliding You ain't bout that gangsta shit you rapping pussy bitch stop lying Beat yo favorite rapper ass when I found out he had stole from me How you a street nigga but when I jacked you you press charges on me Late nights in the charger with that 30 rolling back to back Me and ttbby fought cuz I wasn't baring none of that Used to hit the woo with Bobby swap shoes remember alla that Na im smoking gas out the pound looking like jairmy sack I just wanna blow a bag run it up and then get It back All my Nigga's rocking right or wrong and I already know that Make the laws draw the chalk and give that nigha a toe tag Ion show no love to these hoes these bitch so sad Na these niggas mad cuz I gotta Bag na Or prolly cuz they bitch scrolling through my gram na Mr get it gone I don't sell no grams na That dro be my cologne they gone search every time Yo bitch like the way I was turnt up in target You done what you done you can't say that you sorry I ain't with none of that shit in the Bible Toss me a brick have it gone In hour Gas Way bitch I can't f*ck with no white Unc out after 10 years, he got caught with some birds Them bullets calm ya nerves you better watch yo fuckin words Gorillas step anything I know heard about us If it ain't about no money I ain't worried bout it Pain in my body I can't let it out I just smoke grab a pad and just vent sometime
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