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letra de changes - ay quez

[intro: ay quez]
i wasn’t even gone rap but uh, i’m in the booth and want to talk a little bit
its been a lot of sh-t on my mind lately and i feel like this is my get-away
this is my platform to get my thoughts out
we need to see a change
ya know?

[verse 1: ay quez]
uh
glorious, victorious. i feel like a warrior
pain all deep inside, but still i rise. i feel euphoria
searching beauty all across the world, eva longoria
it’s beauty in the struggle. wanna kick it? call it loitering
hiding tears. you should be an actor, sidney poitier
too busy chasing n-gg-s, you can’t listen what your daughter say
she’s deprived, searching for attention in another way
momma stressin’, gotta wipe the tears up off my momma face
granny down, she stay in her room from her depression state
no appet-te, took a couple bites and then she left her plate
aunt strong, oldest son was k!lled like on first 48
youngest son was k!lled and now they chillin’ at the heaven’s gates
i just wanna prosper
n-gg-s probably think that i’m c-cky, i’m being modest
numb to the pain and to be honest i move in silence
a lot of sh-t that weighs on my mind don’t get acknowledged
i could never fold or break from being solid
talkin’ for them people that did it all way before me
i swear it’s time to win and i’m giving god all the glory

[interlude: ay quez]
every morning i wake up i thank god for the opportunities set forth before me
i promise i’ma take this sh-t to the top
time to tell my story, ya know?

[verse 2: ay quez]
time to tell my story
only speculations, n-body can tell it for me
i don’t got no fear in my blood, but it be boiling
wake up in the morning, it’s hard not to be c-cky
ran to the top from the bottom, i feel like rocky
thoughts in my head, n-body could ever stop me
truly motivated, they feeling it when they watch me
they feeling it when they watch me
that money calling, i’ma get it, that’s regardless
can’t trust a soul, on my momma and now i’m heartless
they say all money ain’t good money, look who talkin’
you grinding hard, hardly grind or you happy starvin’
see me i gotta get it, my n-gg-, and that’s regardless
say they want some smoke, but they talkin’, just being honest
they see me everyday in my city, now i’m a target
i ain’t losing sleep over n-gg-s cause i ain’t bothered

[outro: ay quez]
they gone love me today and hate tomorrow
i ain’t come this far to turn around now, ya know?
i was raised on the south at my grandma house
been thru some sh-t when i was young, they counted me out
but now i’m up in every city and they shouting me out
f-ck them doubts, you gotta get it

- ay quez

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