Who I'm suppose to vent to, some bullshit on my mental
Stressed out, pulling out my pen, pad & pencil
A black man in America really on the pace to win
Still fighting the white man that's tryna be great again
Family issues & I gotta carry it all
My granny gone & I ain't even got a soul to call
Down bad feel like I'm in a cornered wall
But I'm still smiling screaming f*ck em we ball
My family steady sharing they favorite rappers
Like I ain't bouta be the most famous rapper
They Probably wanna see me locked as dangerous trapper
Ion share my funds, so they probably think that im the lamest stacker
My girl call me handsome, I'm too old to be cute
You think cause you my girl that a nigga suppose to vent to you
To see me crying, looking weak, some shit I hate to do
But when I fall & you catch me, I be glad that it's you
Man I thought about quitting I had to bounce back
Some shit don't add up but I can't subtract
Growing up I was wild ain't know how to act
But my mama keep me going that's a major fact
She told me get up off my ass depend on nobody
And I did it by myself I ain't need nobody
I rather thumb thru some bands motherf*ck a party
Since we talking bout venting let me get started
These niggas thought I was quitting these niggas be retarded
Thru all the stress and the pain ima stand solid
Like a soldier but we ain't playing poker
But play ya cards right and always stay focused
I stay in go mode I move so ferocious
Ima student to this shit but I listen to my coaches
We bouta be rich drinking liquor on the ocean
I tell the fam I got em, ima keep this shit in motion
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Who I'm suppose to vent to, some bullshit on my mental
Stressed out, pulling out my pen, pad & pencil
A black man in America really on the pace to win
Still fighting the white man that's tryna be great again
Family issues & I gotta carry it all
My granny gone & I ain't even got a soul to call
Down bad feel like I'm in a cornered wall
But I'm still smiling screaming f*ck em we ball
My family steady sharing they favorite rappers
Like I ain't bouta be the most famous rapper
They Probably wanna see me locked as dangerous trapper
Ion share my funds, so they probably think that im the lamest stacker
My girl call me handsome, I'm too old to be cute
You think cause you my girl that a nigga suppose to vent to you
To see me crying, looking weak, some shit I hate to do
But when I fall & you catch me, I be glad that it's you
Man I thought about quitting I had to bounce back
Some shit don't add up but I can't subtract
Growing up I was wild ain't know how to act
But my mama keep me going that's a major fact
She told me get up off my ass depend on nobody
And I did it by myself I ain't need nobody
I rather thumb thru some bands motherf*ck a party
Since we talking bout venting let me get started
These niggas thought I was quitting these niggas be retarded
Thru all the stress and the pain ima stand solid
Like a soldier but we ain't playing poker
But play ya cards right and always stay focused
I stay in go mode I move so ferocious
Ima student to this shit but I listen to my coaches
We bouta be rich drinking liquor on the ocean
I tell the fam I got em, ima keep this shit in motion
Stressed out, pulling out my pen, pad & pencil
A black man in America really on the pace to win
Still fighting the white man that's tryna be great again
Family issues & I gotta carry it all
My granny gone & I ain't even got a soul to call
Down bad feel like I'm in a cornered wall
But I'm still smiling screaming f*ck em we ball
My family steady sharing they favorite rappers
Like I ain't bouta be the most famous rapper
They Probably wanna see me locked as dangerous trapper
Ion share my funds, so they probably think that im the lamest stacker
My girl call me handsome, I'm too old to be cute
You think cause you my girl that a nigga suppose to vent to you
To see me crying, looking weak, some shit I hate to do
But when I fall & you catch me, I be glad that it's you
Man I thought about quitting I had to bounce back
Some shit don't add up but I can't subtract
Growing up I was wild ain't know how to act
But my mama keep me going that's a major fact
She told me get up off my ass depend on nobody
And I did it by myself I ain't need nobody
I rather thumb thru some bands motherf*ck a party
Since we talking bout venting let me get started
These niggas thought I was quitting these niggas be retarded
Thru all the stress and the pain ima stand solid
Like a soldier but we ain't playing poker
But play ya cards right and always stay focused
I stay in go mode I move so ferocious
Ima student to this shit but I listen to my coaches
We bouta be rich drinking liquor on the ocean
I tell the fam I got em, ima keep this shit in motion
Writer: Devin Scott, Marquese Chambers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid