Venting in Vetements Lyrics

Let the bridges you burn light ya way

Please forgive me

Let the bridges you burn light ya way

Please forgive me

I'm venting in vetements ya picture my desktop

I gave my life to the game like I'm Brett farve

Throw my 4s up high ocho the lane gang

And we don't gang bang but stick to the code like chain gang/we don't switch

Pillow talking to a cold bitch is a No no code uno you broke it

A cold bitch and I can't trust it

She try to pop it when I'm poppin baby I don't want it

I ain't fronting shorty point me to the money

Cuz my sister had another surgery on her stomach

And I'm tryna tell my momma quit hit job next Sunday

Tryna build houses with my dad in Kumasi

I'm tryna race the Ferrari with west in the mazi

Quan told Im God body so who gon stop me/except myself

I can see a king in the mirror with inherited wealth

But I keep comparing it to all the plaques not on the shelf And I ain't see the worth

Gift and curse

That hearse circle round brain more than several times

Until i realize your life worth several lives

Stay wise what I learned from my ghetto ties

All the things I scene with these ghetto eyes

Street signs and yellow lines what a wicked time

They tryna kill us so why should I just quit Die

I rather ride into glittered sky

Ride out niggas ride out

I ain't spoke to Diarra since California

Just know ya mom in prayers I know that GOD is working on you; one of the illest

I'm In my feelings and Christian Dior slippers still the realest still

That nigga that you wondering

Mitchy bring the thunder in