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letra de last six dollars - isaac quazzo

[chorus]
i’m down to my last six
spent all my money on a mattress
look, faith takes practice
i hate when i’m distracted
i came across the atlas
don’t eat the lead paint, baby, it’s bad for your health
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself

[verse 1]
yeah, look, where does the art meet the artist?
i need to plant a seed so we can harvest
you know i put my heart in
i know i put my hard-earned cash in a bloated market
i left my little brother to live in my own apartment
i wish that i was self-made, but wealth ain’t coming
you know i’m not cheap
don’t try to sell me on nothing
told my wife that i’m in lovе and she could see me blushing
i told my mom’s that i was tough and she could tеll i was bluffing
got three hundred to my name in a three hundred foot apartment
honda station wagon, it was barely getting started
stains in the carpet
i usually go to walmart but i stop at target
so i could feel a bit fancy
she told me that money ain’t romantic
so i flew over the atlantic
don’t worry ’bout semantics
that’s a thing you can’t fix
i’m at chiba tryna buy myself a seven dollar sandwich
[chorus]
but i’m down to my last six
spent all my money on a mattress
look, faith takes practice
i hate when i’m distracted
i came across the atlas
don’t eat the lead paint, baby, it’s bad for your health
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself

[verse 2]
antennas on my tv
you say that life is easy
i say i’m doing good but all my homies don’t believe me
i’m passing out my cv
i worked 3 jobs to make 3gs
to make enough to eat, it takes three weeks (huh)
i moved to the mountains with faith to move mountains
got no cash money but who’s counting, huh?
i got my savings to 2 thousand
(huh) look, i lost my patience but you found it
huh, i wish that i could tell you that i’m never scared
i know i shoulda taken risks but i never dare
and i’m still crying in the dark to whoever’s there
and i’m still trying to make art for whoever cares
you better pray, i used to wish for better days
but now i’m here and so i end the scene at center stage
i saw my wife, i knew i’d never see a better face
the race of life, i know you look to me to set the pace
[chorus]
i’m down to my last six
spent all my money on a mattress
look, faith takes practice
i hate when i’m distracted
i came across the atlas
don’t eat the lead paint, baby, it’s bad for your health
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself
i’m sick of feeling bad for myself

- isaac quazzo

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