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2gunn Kevi - Vent lyrics

Artist: 2gunn Kevi

album: Vent


Let me vent, I need a minute to repent I wish I
Kept a better record of all that money that I spent.
All that money that I stacked trafficking this money through these
Raps and all that crack a nigga sold just tryna make that money back!
A couple hunnid stack,
Lost track along time ago drove my mama crazy but maybe my babymomma
Know, or maybe Chuck know or maybe lil Brudder
Know or maybe they forgot, I'll let a motha fucka know.
But fuck it tho I'm just tryna let my brain breathe
The game cold everytime I spit I get a brain freeze.
I can't leave tho, they say I'm what the game need except I don't
Play with niggas, we ain't even in the same league,
The same breed I'm cut from a different cloth,
I put a couple niggas on, had to cut some niggas off.
And cut my losses, I'm fuckin with some bosses,
Niggas that want it all like fuck what it cost us.
Now pay attention nigga, look at what it cost us,
Look at what we came from, look at where it brought us,
Look at how we book nd mobb and how
These sucka niggas crossed us look at ...
My nigga look at what they taught us Neva trust a nigga,
Everybody ain't yo brother you gotta read em like a book don't never
Judge em by they cover Keep yo mouth shut,
Don't never speak on what was spoken keep yo ears to da street,
Keep yo third eye open neva see shit and watch everything around
You keep a very tight circle watch them niggas that's around you.
Know yo enemy, my nigga but know thy self Them the only niggas I know
I don't know nobody else,
I don't need nobody help I came to jail on my own put the mobb on my
Back and took this twelve on my own,
In the county with my cell phone on hollering at bone he like "
Tell me what you need blood and when you coming home" I'm like it
Won't be long, just be ready when I touch he like "that otha shit
Petty let's get this feddy when you touch" Said I already got it set
Up tell them niggas fall back imma put everything in motion as soon
As we all back I got the ball back, it's young kevion Bron,
All I do is shine while these suckas ride pine yous a pawn.
Imma motha fuckin king.
Triple double threat I do my motha fucking thing,
Double cup of lean 4 5 tucked in my jeans pound click clack gannnggg
Ain't no fuckin wit da team,
What the fuck you niggas mean like I ain't got it by the neck like I
Ain't eating off this shit nigga like I ain't got a check like y'all
Ain't got it yet like it's still somebody else like I won't murder
These niggas then go and kill somebody else like that ain't the
Realist shit that I done said in so long I ain't felt so strong about
A song in so long These niggas tryna kill my vibe na unn they think
It's gone they think they got me out my box but they just put me in
My zone I'm on, I wrote a letter to the rap game,
Young fly broke nigga came out the crack game catch em with the work
Out stretchin em like a back sprain they threw me in the chain gang
It's still click clack ganggg and niggas acting strange say I'm
Acting funny say the only time I call em is to ask em for some money
Tell them niggas it's funny That's the only time y'all answer guess
What's good for the goose ain't always good for the gander,
And real niggas let these rap niggas set the standard niggas dying
For them dollars that y'all dropping on them dancers for them commas
That y'all fuckin off on magic city Monday,
I'll wack a nigga momma for that magic city money for that diddy
Money shit I'll do it for a Quan check tryna get rich homie,
It's all about yo mindset take it out of context you gotta have a set
Mind like if I don't get em this time I gotta get em next time got a
Kite from 10 that nigga hit me on my text line like
Blood I need a verse from you nigga shit when the best time.
Shoot me the instrumental it's all about patience communication is
Essential ain't no way that we can't make it we got way to much
Potential I'm the stencil niggas wasn't cut out for this shit got
Some Killa's out in Cali that a vouch for this shit,
I'm the best bet you can put the house on this shit playing house wit
Yo bitch she got her mouth on my dick nigga couch full of bricks
Nigga closet full of bales nigga car full of sticks it look like 33rd
And Bales nigga Kansas City whales I'm too colossal for a
Cell middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga
Middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga
Middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga
Middle finger to the twelve I ain't coming back to jail nigga

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