Big Max - Venting

Remember them nights I was up all alone
Waiting for that text to come through the phone
Posted up at the top floor see through the window
Looking down at my city like that shit a throne

And really lately I aint fuck wit hoes
Aint got the time been to focused with flows
I'm rolling up while I roll with my bros
Make them boys dance when that shit hit they toes

Remember them nights aint know what I was on
Mom Dukes was up sobbing tears through the phone
She had the degree but the money was gone
Aint know whether or not we was gon lose the home

I aint fuck with gang but I fuck with my brothers
I aint get jumped in but we run up on others
We don't wear colors
We don't got workers
You know that we move all that shit on our own

Caught up with drugs blowing smoke in my home
Hoping that pain would subside when I'm stoned
Put that shit to my wrist let my blood hit the flow
I gotta get out I get high when I'm low

I burned myself down fighting fires with fires
I'm playing for gold I'm signed to the niners
Got 7+1 I spark up with the lighter
Once you lose my trust you forever a liar

AK banging give a youngin tinnitus
I roll up with bangers I walk with street fighters
I take out that butterfly knife let it slice em
I walk up I lift up I pop pop night night em

I run up this bread just to spite em
I look down on bitches like got when I smite em
I keep a pistol on my hip I won't fight em
I pull that bitch out and I let that bitch bite em

I talk bout abuse cause I went through a ton of it
Cry when I think bout what I lost because of it
I know betrayal just know I aint trustin it
Might hit you up you should know I aint cuffin it

I left you cause yous a manipulative bitch
You made them false claims like I beat you and shit
You hoeing around I'm just dripping my wrist
Your wrist only dripped when you slitted that shit

And go tell your moms that I wish her the best
Fucked up with the realest you stuck with the rest
I held on to shit now that bitch off my chest
To her friends you should know she gon play you at best

You hittin my phone I aint even replying
I gave you my all back then you wasn't even trying
Then 2 am texts I got screenshots I cite it
You talking shit now back then you was invited

Written by:
Big Max

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