Hothead Cali - Lemme Vent Lyrics

When I was down bad all my niggas used to laugh when I rapped now they asking for a feature
Ima give u that you just tryna get a bag, can't be mad niggas creeping off the bleachers
Bought another gun, I don't do this shit for fun, If u got it might as well go and blow it
Pistol totin ,cut throat, keep it loaded , gang banging, chain swangin, young ass nigga
I was on Redan wit a bitch getting head in another nigga bed nah fr
When she leave the crib ima call up all her friends it all depends on how a young nigga feel
3 Missed calls from Kidd, nigga how u living, nigga what it is
A nigga just got home he was riding wit a pole in a stolo in a all black ford
He said his niggas went and folded on the road while totin pistols loaded but they ain't even blow
Niggas ain't solid they ain't bout it they ain't sliding how a young nigga really out here sliding
We gonna do them niggas bad catch they ass and they mommas f*ck that talkn
F*ck that drama, rob the robbas, bomb the partments
Kill they lil brother wit a burner, put em under, do the dash hit the corner, burn sum rubber that's a hunnid
We be gunning.keep it coming, keep it going, we be rolling, we be smoking, we be rapping, aint no capping
We be in the club, we be stacking, do no lackin bout that action, keep it G
Keep it maccin, roll a blunt, we be laughin
We done did sum drive bys, we done let them bullets fly
I done seen my momma cry, swore that was the last time
I ain't even mean to lie, ion really wanna die, I done gave that shit to God, pray that he protect my guys
Forgive me for my sins I might do that shit again will you let me in to come and vent
Forgive me for my sins I might do that shit again will you let me in to come and vent
F*ck the views I ain't tryna get famous
Pockets light im tryna get my weight up
Y'all was sleep but nigga I stayed up
All that talking lil nigga get ate up
I'm wit yo bitch but nah I can't lay up
Free that boy E boy keep ya head up
U cap yo Gs don't mean u a Gansta
U scroll without liking that mean u a hater
We talk on the low don't mean u a friend
U hang wit my folks don't mean u my mans
U tryna just close that make you a fan
You tryna get rich you need you a plan
You tryna use me try it again
Said it before say it again
I said it before say it again
I'll say it again
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Lemme vent lemme vent lemme vent
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