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lirik lagu can i vent? – baby smoove

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[chorus]
ian need no more love i been feelin like it’s fake
you can’t change how i see you once you pull sum lame
ion need no new friends i won’t fake it for the fame
i made my own ways sh*t i crossed my own lane
n*ggas do the best they can and this garbage i don’t play
wish i would go d*ck suck a dj for some plays
ion really give out verses cus these n*ggas really lame
i might not do an interview cus they can use it in the case

[verse]
you can’t cry about sh*t i promise they will never solve it
prolly play these n*ggas sh*t n*gga every so often
ion look at this rap i might pull one when i’m talkin
imma voice for n*ggas who go through this sh*t but can’t talk it
i pull out cd’s like a book and i’m the author
i don’t really be around when the broke n*ggas be talkin’
i can’t stress the fact that seen so many times fakin’
you ain’t help me out with sh*t so why you think you got to play it
ion need sh*t from a b*tch but a lil face
i might go off*white shoppin’ off this change i just made
playin’ games with this b*tch she tryin’ to make a n*gga stay
i’m trying to make my first m ian really tryna cake
ian say couples lame if you believe do yo thang
but the couples times i tried they done smacked me in the face
i’m chasing me a real bag i can see it right there in my face
bein down on my knuckles that’s what taught me how to say it
cus the hunnit stay blue and i swear that b*tch will never change
and all these lines i’m puttin’ in this pops and propane
ian with all the hoes i get irritated quick
she don’t believe me at all but really ion give a sh*t
these n*ggas petty to the bone and i couldn’t really be wit em’
cus i could be in cali make a bullet still hit em’
my n*gga tried to take sum’ he gon’ take a bullet wit em’
ian grew up over here i was lookin at the villain’s
big house tall gate i’m thinkin about it when i’m sleep
i’ve been stackin for a minute wanna cash me a jeep
you the type to hit the gram everytime you make some cheese
n*ggas out here f*cked up tryna play it like it’s sweet
i had stopped up at jackson but just know the b*tches comin’
i be with the baddest b*tches but we never out in public
meech he a goat every beat that n*gga show it
i just dropped a deuce and treat the beat like my opponent
[outro]
ian need no more love i been feelin like it’s fake
you can’t change how i see you once you pull sum lame
ion need no new friends i won’t fake it for the fame
i made my own ways sh*t i crossed my own lane
n*ggas do the best they can and this garbage i don’t play
wish i would go d*ck suck a dj for some plays
ion
cus these n*ggas really lame
i can’t do an interview cus they can use it in the
ay

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