paroles de chanson The Vent - Tory Lanez
Yeah
(you
make
me
believe,
ooh)
Start
this
shit
off
right
(you
make
me
believe,
yeah,
yeah)
(Make
me
believe)
Why
don't
we?
(Make
me
believe)
(You
make
me
believe)
Oh,
man,
oh
man
(you
make
me
believe)
Feels
good
though
(make
me
believe)
Listen
Everybody's
a
critic,
shit,
everybody
can
get
it
Got
all
these
plaques
on
the
wall,
man
Every
car
that
I
sit
in
and
sat
and
slid
in
exhaust
Six
cylinder
engine,
ceilings
with
stars,
nigga,
of
course,
I'm
Venitian
Bridge
drivin',
395
and
more
alive
than
I
have
ever
been
Spinnin'
night,
it's
a
tie
Did
some
tusslin'
with
thugger
friends,
but
fuck
it
then
We
can't
each
other
brother
'til
somebody
fight
but
nobody
die?
I
see
grey
clouds,
covered
in
skies,
cover
my
eyes
Variety,
Time
magazine
cover,
cover
with
lies
Who
is
payin'
Rolling
Stone
for
these
covers
and
stories?
Smuggle
with
more
than
a
bunch
of
lies
They
cheese
truffle
with
fries,
I
Started
this
year
with
Madonna
inside
my
DM,
new
condo,
it's
for
my
BM
I
sit
back
and
double
track
on
that
statement
I
started
cakin'
and
then
cocked
in
the
colosseum
Ain't
it
crazy
how
life
changes?
I
was
popped,
and
now
I
got
the
princess
of
pop
on
my
pages
Makin'
statements,
it's
outrageous
It's
like
Madonna,
mama,
after
all
them
people
you
kissed
We
couldn't
have
did
this
over
a
dinner
date
with
some
steaks?
I'm
goin'
too
far,
damn,
there
goes
my
kiss
on
the
stage
I'm
re-cuttin'
my
keys,
put
pad
on
my
sleeve
Leathers
in
back
on
my
V's,
steppers
in
back
of
my
seats
Lawyer,
I'm
smackin'
the
fee,
I'm
so
intact
when
I
speak
Flowin'
so
off
of
the
wall,
I'm
Mike
Jack'
on
the
beat
Bitches
still
jackin'
my
D
They
look
at
Tory
like,
"He
done
invented
the
NFT"
They
tried
to
put
me
in
a
box,
I
said
"Fuck
it,
I'ma
create
a
small
circle
then
carve
my
way
out
the
center,
and
then
I'm
free"
I
put
more
feet
on
you
niggas
neck
than
a
centipede
I'm
cold
as
December
breeze
Catch
me
sleepin'
on
niggas,
no
anesthesia
And
I'm
duckin'
all
the
Jezebels
and
Genevieves
Uber
eats
to
ten
degrees,
triple
H,
my
pedigree
Rappers
sit
in
studio
and
talk
about
my
moves
and
how
I
move
I'm
out
fuckin'
their
bitches,
it's
how
I
do,
that's
how
I
knew
I
get
the
glance
of
their
eye,
the
"Hey"
and
the
"How
are
you?"
Soon
as
the
dick
get
in
'em,
infos
start
to
spillin',
listen
I'm
like
Frank
White,
sellin'
real
bass
I'm
not
scared
of
Twitter,
it's
not
a
real
place
I
give
a
damn
about
a
opp
all
on
the
Instagram
Ten
reservated
dinners,
sittin'
with
my
bitches,
layin'
(ow,
mm,
yeah)
I
still
stop
when
I
go,
how
am
I
hot
when
it's
cold?
They
said
I
was
blackballed,
my
black
balls
started
to
show
I
feel
like
I'm
on
mission,
CJ,
ride
to
the
Grove
I'm
on
time
and
it
shows
And
Jay
just
bought
the
Lambo',
two
hunnid
ninety,
he
glowin'
And
fuck
a
time,
shit,
I
rather
share
time
with
my
homies
Y'all
niggas
lost
worth
like
puttin'
diamonds
on
Rollies
Slime
green
paint
on
the
Urus,
I'm
still
drivin'
the
homies
And
some
of
y'all
favorite
celebrity
bitches
Fuck
me
in
private,
they
hate
me
in
public
Imagine
the
state
of
discussion,
they
say
"Soon
as
your
court
case
over,
my
label
say
it's
cool
that
we
datin'
in
public"
I'm
like,
"Nah,
fuck
it,
I
already
fucked
it"
And
by
that
time,
I'll
be
overseas
sippin'
tea
and
crumpets
I
wore
the
face
that
you
niggas
could
laugh
at
Felt
like
Tyler
Perry,
Madea's
jumpers
I'm
warmin'
up,
pre-heat
the
oven,
y'all
see
me
comin'
Who
the
next
celeb
to
mention
me?
Instagram
and
Twitter
tweets,
I'ma
see
'em
eventually
If
they
say
my
name,
they
better
say,
"He
the
best"
next
to
me
I
just
gave
the
rap
game
the
recipe
to
NFT
and
please
Fuck
niggas,
stop
tellin'
me
who
I
sound
like
Tellin'
me
I
sound
like,
ten
different
dudes
When
them
ten
different
dudes
don't
sound
alike
How
that
even
makes
sense?
This
shit
ain't
even
soundin'
right
Fargo
For
real,
I'm
sayin'
We
spendin'
like
the
last
days
(ha,
haha)
We
movin'
like
the
last
train
in
Paris
It's
on
the
train
tracks,
and
it's
movin'
We
rich
forever
I
can't
celebrate
my
past
ways
Not
when
we
livin'
in
these
last
days
(haha,
ha)
You
tellin'
me,
"Have
faith,
have
faith,
have
faith"
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5 Hennessy Memories
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7 Y.D.S // Iggy DelDia
8 This Ain't Working
9 Hurting Me
10 Why Did I
11 No More Parties in LA
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13 Red Casamigos
14 Understand
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20 The Vent
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