Vent with me

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how much money in this bag
is my niggas down for cash
would you murder me for rags
but nobody cared to ask
i was walking down the alley way demonic spell the path
i was looking for my dad but he never turned his back
had me thinking who i am human alien or trash
people stumping on my grave hearing bumps underground
how much more can niggas hate
is my life a line for bate lucky if i drown today
cause everyday i float on land nigga
 
businesses is paralyzing innocent
these new Egypt pryminds is running off adrenaline
kids so blind so young they phones stay pinning them
tattoos remissness my hurt i couldnt finish them
blind man told me look up its more in the end
galaxies is pouring energy divine melanin
code tripple seven get my bible il live again
wipe fire out your heart strong arm your sin and then
lay up on this cross aint enough for gods children here
sorry aint enough my grand mama passed without a kiss
i push my self off the edge of this muthafucking cliff how im faking angelic fate
fallen faith with no regrets
momma where you at i did my best in this school stayed up till my professors
understood i was true smartest dumb kid alive minus over head my rules
how i say i never hurt her end up fucking her in school in the back in the cut
i was losing all my cool in my soul said wussap i said not now its cool...
yo
years later im solo soil burry me
find me if you want to im where i think posta be ..
clown friends demons inside of they hands tossing drugs in my face
lil nigga popping zans marijuana left a trace thought it cured me from my pain
end up losing all my self worth and urging to change
i dont need nobody
repeating sacrifice game
have my wants and needs return to me want i could never gain
 
 
 

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Countdwn
Member since November 27 2018

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