the vent..

guess its just my ambition a young mans position

I guess yall don't know how im livin

I remember wanting everything In every dream

tell me how you feel smoking 5 gees witcha team

this nigga riding with you trying to end his life with his own codeine

I don't care about these votes yall don't know how this shit feels

I don't care about these lines at least the feds aint tryna tap mines

its crazy hooping with my niggas way back now im holding fucking macs

shell station pumping gas go inside and got those blacks

riding around I don't even know where the fuck im at

I swear I love htown rolling up the window

smoking on the pound I just miss my friends bro they just not around

I light up for my whole town im heaven bound

miss my homies sound I miss all the times when we used to clown

getting on these niggas we was shutting bitches down

now im paryin fo my momma cause she cryin

daddy he was gone since a baby I was runnin wild wit those lions

no shoes no lights helicopters flyin spray-painted bikes

choppers raining down the street lights left me traumatized