All these Christians now wanna compromise
Tryin' box me in but I live outside
Told me a pastor be his occupation
How you cuss and praise God in da' same conversation?
I must be faded
Look at how they play it
Couple clips gone viral got you lookin' famous
Whether it be the church, or the merch or the pews or the purse
I ain't really got no patience, I must be gone
Singin' "Oceans" all year long...
Like there ain't no better songs
Ripped jeans, leather jacket say she saved, but she ratchet
Outfit to fly for her to sing along
So I'm just gon' act up till Jesus come back
Beware all you hypocrites for riders cloaked in black
Screamin' Maxx are you okay, are you okay?
(Naw) I been blendin' in like a toupee
(Naw) I been spittin' clips like it's gunplay
(Naw) I been breakin' legs like a runway
Shhhhhh
Sorry for that
Saw your missed call and didn't
Wanna to call ya back
True to da' facts, I knew it was Maxx
You'd think that that, If let me talk
I'd call ya back, just stay relax
But ever'y time I let you out
All you' ever do is go ahead and lose it
Like a church girl who say she hate fall
Pumpkin spice be the only thing to prove it
I'll take the sea, you can have the boat
I've been dead for awhile wanna see me float?
I promise y'all this be da' realest thing I ever wrote
Like that suicide letter, I mean every note
We all fall short be they favorite line
Need to sin on the daily, now they spirit feelin' crazy
But called to live holy be a state of mind
But they mind stay double, like they last name trouble
Saying do it for da vine, naw she ain't gon' do it
Pastor lookin' fine, naw she ain't gon' do it
We should spend time, naw she ain't gon' do it
She gotta kid on the way, yeah I see you goin' through it
Instead of trynna help y'all be the worst ones
These Pharisees wit they christian-nees
Got me praying to the Lord how can I hurt one
My fallacy make dark symphonies
I don't do well round superficial
So those meet and greets don't mean nothin to me man
Life Too-Short then He blow da' whistle
So let's really see what really lies beneath
So I root out and pull down
Destroy it and throw down
To build up to plant it
That fake love can't stand it
We should shed light on the situation
Tryin' get the upper-room without a invitation
Maxx Mitchxll - Can I Vent? Lyrics
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All these Christians now wanna compromise
Tryin' box me in but I live outside
Told me a pastor be his occupation
How you cuss and praise God in da' same conversation?
I must be faded
Look at how they play it
Couple clips gone viral got you lookin' famous
Whether it be the church, or the merch or the pews or the purse
I ain't really got no patience, I must be gone
Singin' "Oceans" all year long...
Like there ain't no better songs
Ripped jeans, leather jacket say she saved, but she ratchet
Outfit to fly for her to sing along
So I'm just gon' act up till Jesus come back
Beware all you hypocrites for riders cloaked in black
Screamin' Maxx are you okay, are you okay?
(Naw) I been blendin' in like a toupee
(Naw) I been spittin' clips like it's gunplay
(Naw) I been breakin' legs like a runway
Shhhhhh
Sorry for that
Saw your missed call and didn't
Wanna to call ya back
True to da' facts, I knew it was Maxx
You'd think that that, If let me talk
I'd call ya back, just stay relax
But ever'y time I let you out
All you' ever do is go ahead and lose it
Like a church girl who say she hate fall
Pumpkin spice be the only thing to prove it
I'll take the sea, you can have the boat
I've been dead for awhile wanna see me float?
I promise y'all this be da' realest thing I ever wrote
Like that suicide letter, I mean every note
We all fall short be they favorite line
Need to sin on the daily, now they spirit feelin' crazy
But called to live holy be a state of mind
But they mind stay double, like they last name trouble
Saying do it for da vine, naw she ain't gon' do it
Pastor lookin' fine, naw she ain't gon' do it
We should spend time, naw she ain't gon' do it
She gotta kid on the way, yeah I see you goin' through it
Instead of trynna help y'all be the worst ones
These Pharisees wit they christian-nees
Got me praying to the Lord how can I hurt one
My fallacy make dark symphonies
I don't do well round superficial
So those meet and greets don't mean nothin to me man
Life Too-Short then He blow da' whistle
So let's really see what really lies beneath
So I root out and pull down
Destroy it and throw down
To build up to plant it
That fake love can't stand it
We should shed light on the situation
Tryin' get the upper-room without a invitation
Tryin' box me in but I live outside
Told me a pastor be his occupation
How you cuss and praise God in da' same conversation?
I must be faded
Look at how they play it
Couple clips gone viral got you lookin' famous
Whether it be the church, or the merch or the pews or the purse
I ain't really got no patience, I must be gone
Singin' "Oceans" all year long...
Like there ain't no better songs
Ripped jeans, leather jacket say she saved, but she ratchet
Outfit to fly for her to sing along
So I'm just gon' act up till Jesus come back
Beware all you hypocrites for riders cloaked in black
Screamin' Maxx are you okay, are you okay?
(Naw) I been blendin' in like a toupee
(Naw) I been spittin' clips like it's gunplay
(Naw) I been breakin' legs like a runway
Shhhhhh
Sorry for that
Saw your missed call and didn't
Wanna to call ya back
True to da' facts, I knew it was Maxx
You'd think that that, If let me talk
I'd call ya back, just stay relax
But ever'y time I let you out
All you' ever do is go ahead and lose it
Like a church girl who say she hate fall
Pumpkin spice be the only thing to prove it
I'll take the sea, you can have the boat
I've been dead for awhile wanna see me float?
I promise y'all this be da' realest thing I ever wrote
Like that suicide letter, I mean every note
We all fall short be they favorite line
Need to sin on the daily, now they spirit feelin' crazy
But called to live holy be a state of mind
But they mind stay double, like they last name trouble
Saying do it for da vine, naw she ain't gon' do it
Pastor lookin' fine, naw she ain't gon' do it
We should spend time, naw she ain't gon' do it
She gotta kid on the way, yeah I see you goin' through it
Instead of trynna help y'all be the worst ones
These Pharisees wit they christian-nees
Got me praying to the Lord how can I hurt one
My fallacy make dark symphonies
I don't do well round superficial
So those meet and greets don't mean nothin to me man
Life Too-Short then He blow da' whistle
So let's really see what really lies beneath
So I root out and pull down
Destroy it and throw down
To build up to plant it
That fake love can't stand it
We should shed light on the situation
Tryin' get the upper-room without a invitation
Writer: Malik Mitchell
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