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letra de what if? - perseu

[verse 1]
let’s make it clear
i do have fears
i do have sh-t that makes me jittery
sh-t that makes me regret all of these
makes me want to become a better me
i wouldn’t be surprised if i died at 34
in my house, all alone, no wh0res
drugs on my left, beers on my right
fame got to my head it made me break
trust me, man that’s my biggest fright
coming home from shows every night
just to feel that i’m worthless
got no place
n0body accepts mе, excepts my mistakes
bеcause mistakes accepts mistakes, know what i mean
all the fakes in my life, them fiends
comes in every different shape and color like jellybeans
it just seems though that n0body likes me
n0body know who i really is
n0body knows brandon chirip
who am i?
what do i do?
will i breakthrough?
have a nice boo?
just love me please
[chorus]
what if i wasn’t a d-ck to my girl?
what if i didn’t lose my happiness?
why does this world still twirl?
i barely feel like a champion
what if i gave up and stopped right now?
got the gat and went pow pow pow
and be dead, god good riddance
would anybody raise they eyebrows?

[verse 2]
i know you’ve felt my feeling
it’s common
among children, men and women
grannies, grandpas, animals
don’t it make you want to fall?
don’t it make you want to stall
on life, get the knife
stab out yo heart
f-ck you, f-ck you i hated you from the start
i hated your hair, and your little stubby nose
why couldn’t you be like those kids over there?
life ain’t fair, f-ck this sh-t, b-tch i’m gone -gunshot-

[chorus]
what if i wasn’t a d-ck to my girl?
what if i didn’t lose my happiness?
why does this world still twirl?
i barely feel like a champion
what if i gave up and stopped right now?
got the gat and went pow pow pow
and be dead, god good riddance
would anybody raise they eyebrows?
[verse 3]
death, what comes after?
where do we go?
do i still have a soul or is that sh-t gone?
do i feel the need to have to belong?
i didn’t even get to finish my beautiful song
wow, my life just got thrown away
imagine the things i could’ve accomplished
imagine the hate i could’ve abolished
squeaky clean like shoe polish
i broke my promise
to jazzman
i hope he ain’t mad, tell me scram
d-mn
what if i got my house
what if i reached my dreams
what if i got that car
what if i made a team
what if i got married and had beautiful kids
what if i made love to the baddest b-tch
what if i got my parents a better house
live the rest of their days in a paradise
i’m so selfish
sh-t

[break]
d-mn
[outro]
dying broke, and drunk and full of heroin at the age of 34 is not exactly my idea of success
i’d rather die drunk and broke at 34 and have people at a dinner table talk about me than live to be rich and sober at 90 and n0body remember who i was

- perseu

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