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letra de my visions - michael sarmiento

[official “my visions” lyrics]

[intro]
why is it that people always look down on me
it’s like…
they don’t know even know what i’ve been through
you know?
people used to hate for like no reason
i mean they still do but like
i try to love all around me
i got god with me
nothing and n-body can stand in front of me bro
hold up
let me go off

[verse 1]
look at me like the crown on your cap
say it and i’ll say it again
how much i hate rap
tends to speaks the truth
reread me my lyrics
yeah you readin proof
know the definition of rap
listen to the lames, that pop xanax
burn wax, and smoke weed
not knowing how life can be
so d-mn sweet
poor blind man can’t you see
changing laws, still can’t make us free

i’m a disaster
i know a great pastor
which i think i might just be
i’ve done everything from xanies
to a blunt with cup of lean
i can talk about my life for years
but still pretend i don’t have ears
to hear your nonsense
people hating trynna get in my conscience
it’s honestly better
y’all so cold
where’s my godd-mn sweater (sweater)
kids spend money that ain’t theirs
act hard
some lost, fools
all because they got a couple f’s
in their schools
trying hard every day just to say that it was just april fools
got a couple bright dreams
gotta keep going ’till i hit ultralight beams
kinda scared
make noise
might scream
aunt sof maybe 2%
no light cream (cream)
bape head, gums, that’s fake ‘preme (‘preme)

grew up—
listen—
to the fastest
no jokes p swag was established
on the road to riches
a diamond ring, designer jeans
all up in my business
different teens
thinking they magazine
by fourteen
realized what it seemed
(what it seemed)

yeah you know me
if not m-i to the c-h, a-e
and don’t forget the l
trying so hard really not to fail
know people that were at the top
told not to stop
sellin’ souls
to the devil
talking to god — i’m on a whole nother level
(whole nother level)

[bridge]
he’s my best friend
and n-body can ever
offend me
back back, defend me
talk talk, you comprehend me
fake fake, you pretending

like he
he got us, he got we
he got us, he got we
(yeah)

[verse 2]
next to tran
can’t you really understand
that we used to have fans
but i’m past it
let me spit a diss track
buy you a casket
don’t need help
i brought this on myself
but i know gods gonna be with me
deep in my heart
gave him everything from my start, (my start)
my soul out not just to give
forget what’s bad
and i’m here to stop the sin (sin, sin)
cuz i don’t want this
and i don’t want that
i’m wishing i was w god
can we keep it like that
ask me for money
“i keep repeating”
like a scratched cd
turn it up the heater
or the d-mn a-c (brrr!)
im in soho
i’m driving in my beamer
continue telling fans that i met justin bieber
don’t get me started on they who talk sh-t
god with me i can take a couple hits
sorry i’m not trying to start beef
with cool wanna be hipsters
you small and act dumb just like your little sister
(yeah yeah)
but you really don’t care
and it’s really not fair
how you complain about your life
take the change out set em next to your knife
now really turn the tables
think about
“how many would really really hate you?”
ruin life’s day by day
wouldn’t you want this any other way?
you can really change
don’t listen to what they have to say
let me get in good shape
don’t really have much to say
other than me trying to be great
but it’s tough trying to keep faith
(yeah)

you blinded and can’t see me struggling
spit from my visions
really trying do this early for something
not again
can you really be a friend?
my self esteem just dropped to the bottom
can even fix my car every day new problem
want to ride around in my car one time before i have to go
and tell everyone i love them, like they already know!

imagine what people would say about me then
“ohhhhh ikemike? yeah i remember him, we was like bestfriends”
(best friends)
n-body’s know me and what i go through daily
probably go right now, yeah, probably not, maybe
now y’all mean nothing
don’t ever call me up
and start cussing
and please stop blushin’
finish your popcorn as you watch this depressing movie
watch i’ll burn your f-cking house down f-ck you sue me
(sue me)
all i need is debt
who am i kidding who am i to pretend

i swear i love my mom to death

- michael sarmiento

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