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Ea5e - Vent Lyrics



Ea5e - Vent Lyrics




I just poured my heart out but I don't think I reached her
I know I got depth but I went deeper, I told her bout love & how I see it
It's a lot to take in, so I won't repeat it, my middle name Karim so I became a giver
I don't recognize myself when I'm in the mirror
When I get angry you can see the killa, tryna be lite but I ain't drinking Miller
I'm willing to change my feelings to please somebody else
I get attached too fast I need somebody help, I got too much pride
To ask for it, if she's a flower child I wanna be a florist
If we gotta past then I wanna be historic, now I Chuck up the deuce
No I ain't Norris, do you feel me? Do ya hear me?
Ain't writing letters but I do this sincerely
I gave the wrong bitches great dick, smoking NASA
Feelin' like I'm on a spaceship, plastic surgeon wit the pistol get a face lift
She makin' tweets bout me but never ever say shit
I keep my mind open like I got three eyes
I got it in my jeans but I never wore Levi's
They been hatin' on me, you shift the blame on me, I swear to God you changed on me

I'm just ventin', reminiscing, I hope I ain't trippin', damn, shit got me slippin', where my drank at?
Let me get back to sippin'
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I just poured my heart out but I don't think I reached her
I know I got depth but I went deeper, I told her bout love & how I see it
It's a lot to take in, so I won't repeat it, my middle name Karim so I became a giver
I don't recognize myself when I'm in the mirror
When I get angry you can see the killa, tryna be lite but I ain't drinking Miller
I'm willing to change my feelings to please somebody else
I get attached too fast I need somebody help, I got too much pride
To ask for it, if she's a flower child I wanna be a florist
If we gotta past then I wanna be historic, now I Chuck up the deuce
No I ain't Norris, do you feel me? Do ya hear me?
Ain't writing letters but I do this sincerely
I gave the wrong bitches great dick, smoking NASA
Feelin' like I'm on a spaceship, plastic surgeon wit the pistol get a face lift
She makin' tweets bout me but never ever say shit
I keep my mind open like I got three eyes
I got it in my jeans but I never wore Levi's
They been hatin' on me, you shift the blame on me, I swear to God you changed on me

I'm just ventin', reminiscing, I hope I ain't trippin', damn, shit got me slippin', where my drank at?
Let me get back to sippin'
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Writer: Ea5e
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