Lyrics Desperate – Vin Jay

Have you ever been down in your luck or been desperate
Feeling like you trapped and ain’t never finding the exit
Stress building up and can’t find a way to suppress it
Praying every night and hoping God return your message
Steady wishing for the day that all the pain’s gone
Barely getting sleep, nights quick and all the days long
With no sunshine, all I feel is the rain, dog
And everyone just keep on telling me to stay strongBut I’m surrounded by these feelings that I can’t shake
Fake friends, ain’t nothing for ’em, don’t got to translate
Got nothing up in the fridge, I’m down to my last plate
Barely got the money to fill up my f**king gas tank
Cope with the pain
I’m gripping a Jack Daniels
Moment that I finish
I cop me another handle
Lights getting shut off
Guess I’ma use candles
Hit the store to fill my stomach
Only coppin’ three samples
Swear to God that I’m surrounded by some demons
Life is getting worse every time that it change Seasons
Lashing at my girl ’cause of all the pain I’m feeling
Now she finally had enough of my s**t and the b**ch leaving
Even my family doesn’t ever seem to understand
I need a favor, they look at me like the son of Sam
And they been acting like I’m begging for a hundred grand
It’s almost like they don’t want me to get the upper handI need a change, matter fact, I need a couple
Sick of being broke and my tears leaving a puddle
Pressure on my shoulders and my knees about to buckle
Time to figure out a way to make it out of the struggle
It’s like..
Heart’s so cold, I can feel it in my veins
Sick of being broke, I’m just trying to get paid
Guess that I’ma keep on grinding, only way I know
But I’d never thought life would ever be this cold
On my own now, gotta maintain
Sick of being broke, I’m just trying to get paid
Guess that I’ma keep on grinding, only way I know
But I’d never thought life would ever be this cold
Yeah, clothes laying on my bed, all my s**t is packed
I know my parents, they gon’ wonder where their kid is at
I put my shoes on and took another swig of Jack
I’m finally walking out this b**ch and I ain’t coming back
Stumbled down the steps
No doubt about it, I’m trippin’
Take another drink
It’s gon’ put me out of commission
But f**k the cops versuri.online
I don’t plan on getting convicted
I hopped up in the whip
And I started my trash Civic
Blowing every stop sign, I’m out of control
‘Bout to hit the liquor store and a cop a bottle for sure
But I don’t got the f**king money or no weed I can smoke
So f**k it, I’m ’bout to run up in that b**ch for the dough
Yeah, I’m all about it, I ain’t thinking ’bout no repercussions
I’m finally ’bout to get some paper so ain’t no discussion
Like what’s a f**king man to do when he’s down to nothing
I found a spot, parked the whip and kept the engine running
I walked into the building
But yo, this s**t was packed
I started thinking
Maybe I should take a different path
But s**t, I’m in too deep
So ain’t no turning back
I jumped the counter and landed
Right where the Bourbons at
Grabbed the cashier and told him, show me the safe
Told him, empty out the draws and give me all of the cake
Started pulling out his phone and tried to call for the Jakes
So I pulled out the strap, cocked it back, and then..Heart’s so cold, I can feel it in my veins
Sick of being broke, I’m just trying to get paid
Guess that I’ma keep on grinding, only way I know
But I’d never thought life would ever be this cold
On my own now, gotta maintain
Sick of being broke, I’m just trying to get paid
Guess that I’ma keep on grinding, only way I know
But I’d never thought life would ever be this cold
This just in, local news reports
Of a fatal shooting at the North Shore Beverage Liquor store
Multiple witnesses say the suspect, armed with a handgun
Jumped the counter and fired shots at the store manager
When nearby police officers responded to the report
It quickly turned into a fatal shooting scene
The suspect, 24-year-old Vincent Jacovelli
Was pronounced dead at the scene…
➤ Written by Vin Jay
Produced by Epidemixmusic
Vin Jay | 2020