Letras
75 DEGREES IN VENICE
Written By Wendell Hayden
The range knows no limit
Career got no blemish
Dropped 7 classics on n****'s
We not finish
Devil tryna play tug-of-war but
He not winning
Take a page out the Art of War
Til the flight finish
Need a day to unplug
Milli let's hit Venice
300 & some change for some shit
We didn't finish
Did some player things with my n****
We didn't mention
Then back to crib I gotta kill the tension
I gotta book me a flight to Sacramento
I gotta see my Lil Lil me
FaceTimes ain't enough that shit kills me
The women I gave my heart to in the past
Know the real me
Watching you walk the stage through the FaceTime
My favorite line is it take time
When you gone make time
Remember Miami Heat Finals
Ray Allen went baseline
That's how I be feeling about the industry
One shot & we can win it all boys
Then, I can fill all voids
Be the man that you want me to
Roll your eyes you never believe it
But we on the rise
You better believe it
I remember times that I was clocked in
Clocked out mentally
FaceTime with bird you don't know
What that shit meant to me
Told me God ain't gone bless me if I play it
Safely
Look me in my eyes & I knew it wasn't playfully
Jumped off the ledge I was scared
But it was making me
Better than I ever knew
All the things I out grew
Trauma's can't kill me
n****'s that I talked to on the phone know the real me
Yeah