Venting Session (Time Heals Pt. 2) Lyrics

In the city of the hate I'm tryna make it out These people lying on my name to go and

get some clout This anger management ain't working I've been smoking loud They'll never understand you

All the pain It got you thinking now I try to hide myself in all the pain that I've been through

These Ashtabula bitches wanna hit the stu Ain't talking to you if the convo ain't blue

So really start to get through shh, Yeah, yeah, all the money in the world

They couldn't change me, don't frame me These pieces put together in the same sheet

My brother from another mother ain't that crazy I seen a niggas switch up over a hoes

That shit ain't faze me He dissed me in a song, I promise I ain't hear that shit

You crying over money, stack it to the fucking ceiling, bitch

Rack city, bitch Rack, rack city, bitch

I've been tryna chase a milli' Mentioned you in all my songs and now this shit ain't ending pretty

Now we do not get along I'd knew this shit'll be alone

I'm smoking raw right out the cone Yeah, I'm smoking raw right out the cone

And you can hear it in my tone that I ain't playing hoe I'm tryna keep these angels close

This army right beside me, never even have to let them know

I'm taking shots, they letting go, not far I'm gonna make it through the underrated kid

Done made your playlist stop complaining, hoe, no

In the city of the hate, I'm tryna make it out These people lying on my name to go and get some clout

This anger management ain't working I've been smoking loud, they'll never understand

All the pain, it got you thinking now

In the city of the hate, I'm tryna make it out These people lying on my name to go and get some clout

This anger management ain't working I've been smoking loud, they'll never understand you all the pain, it got you thinking now

I try to hide myself in all the pain that I've been through

These Ashtabula bitches wanna hit the stu

Ain't talking to you if the convo ain't blue

So really start to get through