CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : VITA
Just walked up to the bank cause I got no money
My pockets are empty,why do you think this is funny?
I don’t need your love,I’m always running
Away from it,the pain exists
New phone,who is this?
I’m just gonna pretend that you don’t exist
Caught in the mist,I never got away from it
All of these stupid problems still exist
Cupid is such a bad shooter because he always seems to miss
I need my time,I don’t need your stupid FaceTime
Always seem to be falling in,get a lifeline
This is my year
Nobody can tell me otherwise
It seems like this year is the perfect time
I want you to be mine like you were in 1985
I want you to be the Bonnie to my Clyde
This is my time and I’m gonna get it right
If not,then I’m willing to fight
Just walked up to the bank cause I got no money
My pockets are empty,why do you think this is funny?
I don’t need your love,I’m always running
Away from it,the pain exists
New phone,who is this?
I’m just gonna pretend that you don’t exist
Caught in the mist,I never got away from it
All of these stupid problems still exist
Cupid is such a bad shooter because he always seems to miss
Keep your head up and focus,that’s what my n***a told me
Pay attention when you loaded,that’s what made the quote yeah
Go ahead,words of a wise man spoken
So I give my sins,people talking bout me but they don’t know me
Stuck up in the rain,chasing after bread
The Jake boys out to get me,I ain’t ever scared
And they ask me where I am,why should I be glad?
Daddy in the cell,hole in the side of his head
And plus my mama struggling,gotta make it better
NBA be the hitters,double G forever
Come up straight out that nawf,yeah I’m bout whatever
Yeah I gotta be the mans,I stand through whatever
It do whatever,down to my last
Nobody help me in that cell,three was gonna go rope me
My gran ran out for me
sh*t,I ain’t tripping off a bottle
I should have known who’d I be calling on
My pockets are empty,why do you think this is funny?
I don’t need your love,I’m always running
Away from it,the pain exists
New phone,who is this?
I’m just gonna pretend that you don’t exist
Caught in the mist,I never got away from it
All of these stupid problems still exist
Cupid is such a bad shooter because he always seems to miss
I need my time,I don’t need your stupid FaceTime
Always seem to be falling in,get a lifeline
This is my year
Nobody can tell me otherwise
It seems like this year is the perfect time
I want you to be mine like you were in 1985
I want you to be the Bonnie to my Clyde
This is my time and I’m gonna get it right
If not,then I’m willing to fight
Just walked up to the bank cause I got no money
My pockets are empty,why do you think this is funny?
I don’t need your love,I’m always running
Away from it,the pain exists
New phone,who is this?
I’m just gonna pretend that you don’t exist
Caught in the mist,I never got away from it
All of these stupid problems still exist
Cupid is such a bad shooter because he always seems to miss
Keep your head up and focus,that’s what my n***a told me
Pay attention when you loaded,that’s what made the quote yeah
Go ahead,words of a wise man spoken
So I give my sins,people talking bout me but they don’t know me
Stuck up in the rain,chasing after bread
The Jake boys out to get me,I ain’t ever scared
And they ask me where I am,why should I be glad?
Daddy in the cell,hole in the side of his head
And plus my mama struggling,gotta make it better
NBA be the hitters,double G forever
Come up straight out that nawf,yeah I’m bout whatever
Yeah I gotta be the mans,I stand through whatever
It do whatever,down to my last
Nobody help me in that cell,three was gonna go rope me
My gran ran out for me
sh*t,I ain’t tripping off a bottle
I should have known who’d I be calling on
