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letra de 44 bars (vinchi remix) - jay vinchi

if you’re dealing war, backwards stay far
we’re dealing with truths and rights
come some more into my sight

vinchi

verse 1

this short time i’ve been alive i learned never question our own progression
we all have different timelines, don’t get yours intercepted
stack up good investments
i don’t even mean cash i mean love and progression
if you got cash don’t burn it and be excessive
don’t go broke just tryna get accepted
cause when n0body looking no more you goin’ be a lesson
i would rather be rich in its essence than drown in a deep depression or debt ’cause my money all fell out of question
i found the bottom of pill bottles and liquor to feel connected
near death, would rather die than keep trying i felt pathetic
i woke up and kicked all my demons to the exit
and moved onto my next hit, my best sh-t
lucifer has been evicted
these f-cking snakes in the gr-ss had me just too constricted
just as quickly as you pop you could fall out of interest
learned my lesson pouring my all into lying b-tches
got these hoes on my d-ck now cause my numbers lifting
man this sh-t is different
this game the fakest sh-t i ever seen!
years ago this was the entire dream
i’m asking does that mean
i had all my eyes on a worthless mission and what should i believe?
make it what you want it to be
i’m gonna leave my name in lights and them f-ckers goin’ glisten on a summers eve
that’s what it’s about to be!
i love rap, i love music in every form
something that you hate is something someone else adores
judgements hurt people, they don’t show it only feel it in their core
i murder all my demons every night when i’m on tour
nothing calms nerves like smoking a blunt on a sh0r-
some days i go to bed crying and don’t even want to live anymore
but f-ck that
god d-mnit, i wake up and smile even though it’s hard
sleep in way too late, when i’m sad i f-cking starve
voices in my head telling me to jump in front of cars
when going 85 right on the freeway
i be spending all my time alone these days
waking up to happiness is like a sweepstakes
gambling with my soul, i hope the slots pull the same 3 ways
lose my sadness in a 3 way
can’t you see i agree with all the hate that you giving me these days
let me f-cking live, i know i’m someone else renamed

i’m a white f-ck, long hair, i look just like a b-tch
my race is full of bigots maybe i’m a piece of sh-t

- jay vinchi

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