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letra de wholesale - a-natural

[intro – a-natural]
i told her i could make her be a star
she told me that she already are
been there, done that, what’s next
told her i’m just here to help her be the best
she said, “nevermind that. just gimme hot tracks
and never question where my loyalties reside at
i owe you on the next go ’round.”
the next time i seen her she was selling my sound…short

[verse 1 – a-natural]
mirrors telling stories, some true, and some lies
and nothing else can clear it up, oh
staring at me is a boy who’s lost but still fights
you can see it there in his eyes
that he tries everything he can do
to make em all happy, yeah
could it be for nothing?
tell me what is the whole world worth
for the price of his heart
just to get back nothing?

[hook – a-natural]
a penny for your feelings, a dime for your thoughts
what’s the going rate for a work of art?
or should we even haggle over stupid sh-t?
customer is always right so i plead the fifth

[verse 2 – a-natural]
never retribution, always met with a fist
or at least a foot put down on dreams
never one complacent, i sneak around so the mirror wouldn’t see
a temporary freedom, oh, i tried…
to make a way of escape, beating down an unfinished path
just to find some value in this game
enough to see the prize within my grasp
just to get back nothing, yo…

[hook – a-natural]

[rap – dean marten]
i told her i could give her money or i could paint a pic-sso
ha, she chose the money
dollars equals happiness, what’s the point of haggling
if i’m the one that’s p-ssionate and you the one that’s crashing it
our first date i realized you could never love me
i’m into giving art and you was into taking from me
i thought if i could build your self-esteem that you would give me everything i ever dreamed
turns out that i’m hopeless
like a penny with a hole in it
game with no soul in it
i had to turn around, lookin’ in the mirror
staring at the real truth
tomorrow never lies, what i spit is real truth
i was once told the game is to be sold, never told
now i’m gettin’ old tryna chase these f-ckin’ goals
is it really that precious?
are we really that reckless?

- a natural

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