Writing use to make me happy now I feel sad
And it was always bout the thrill wasn't bout a bag
And it was bout just being u it wasn't bout the swag
If there was swag that was shit that u already had
It's an oulet for me to vent when I'm feeling mad
Matter a fact I need it more since my granny passed
See that's the thing about the good times they never last
It was the 4th of January knocked me on my ass
Damn
Gotta be a man and let that shit pass
Be tryna understand life
At night while blowing good gas
Ain't always have the big drip
Old shit was top ass
But once I drop this shit it's gon be rain on the forecast
Life be stressing me out can't let it faze me
How bad it could really be it amaze me
It's sad life is crazy it's a maze b
I'm looking out and can't see A so ima choose B
Get bread like jay z
Hit notes like Cassie
I know I'm bout to bang u betta back up for safety
See the money clearly
20/20 like Brady
Bout to live up like a star make sure that property is spacey
I need space
As you can see I'm doing better
I'm living like go-getter
Bout be out getting paid for these words like it's Rosetta
It takes skill to be ill and be this clever
Writing all my shit just look at my fist and my yellow sweater
V is for how vile niggas be now for the cheddar
And V is for how vividly I see and feel the pressure
But I just be lowkey don't gotta be up in the center
Cause I'm always making bangers bitch
V is for vendetta