Name: featherweight [beat] by v i n t e r r a
Duration: 2 min 27 s
Description: hey, i’m vinterra. i make music, beats, and live the chillest life. all vibes, no presets.

shoutout soundcloud.com/boyfifty

lyrics:
woke up in a sweat last night, fuck my life howd i get so cold
I dont even know what I meant when I told u that, I was so fucked up
livin life like volume cant mute this shit howd it get so low
I dont even know who I am anymore so lemme take yo advice and go

fuck off with my bull shit
were too sick to evolve, a straight neucense
we rly gotta look at love in a new sense
not obsessin over shit fuck ur 2 cents
in the middle of the night straight mental
feelin like shinji what am I supposed to do
I hope u kno that my life dont belong to u
I hope u kno that im fighting for the likes of us

and I wouldnt wanna lie to us
I know ive lied but I learned to trust
so trust me, I dont rly do that anymore trust me
lonely
trapped in the back of my mind help me

or dont, I been like this for years I been gone so long
u see thru it, laugh wit me but u think im stupid
oh no, I kno this feelin like its my home
I hate it, think im fine but im fuckin anxious

I see thru the lies in my vision
tough shit, dont be surprised if im missin
exist in my mind like prison
listenin to the thunder im breakin in
to the place that I knew back then
its nostalgic ill pack it in, and
ill remember how i felt back in december

trust me

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trust me (prod. boyfifty x kndey)

Lyrics

they said Revy "where your head go?" I don't fucking know
think I lost it I been nauseous I been hoping that I blow
they said Revy "where your head go?" I don't fucking know

they said Revy "where your head go?" I don't fucking know 
think I lost it I been nauseous I been hoping that I blow
I can't take it anymore I feel like everything is fake 
but they fuck with what I'm doing all this music that I make
I been constantly on Go Mode, got no time for breaks
killing time to ease my mind on my grind stay away
from the gallows in my bedroom I think it's time I go
sick of lies cutting ties with every person that I know

this ain't what you want to be I promise that it's true
I've seen people dead and on their lips a desperate shade of blue
please just tell me what you want from me I don't know what to do 
you wanted honesty well honestly I'm tired of the truth
bitch I get it on a roll no hoe shit
I just bought a nine and shawty wanna hold it
told her crush it on the dash to the windpipe 
in your dreams I can show you what my life like
well I'm a menace to society they told me
you got fucking problems you should solve it baby hold me
I don't want to deal with all the pressure Iv'e been given 
I don't know if I can take it why won't anybody listen
when I'm dead and gone 
please move along 
no sense at all to wait for me
no life at all, I don't recall 
that you cared at all, to stay for me 

"Revy where your head go?" I don't fucking know!
think I lost it I been nauseous I been hoping that I blow
I can't take it anymore I feel like everyone is fake
but they fuck with what I'm doing all this music that I make

they said Revy "where your head go?" I don't fucking know 
think I lost it I been nauseous I been hoping that I blow
I can't take it anymore I feel like everything is fake 
but they fuck with what I'm doing all this music that I make
I been constantly on Go Mode, got no time for breaks
killing time to ease my mind on my grind stay away
from the gallows in my bedroom I think it's time I go
sick of lies cutting ties with every person that I know
when I'm dead and gone 
please move along 
no sense at all to wait for me
no life at all, I don't recall 
that you cared at all, to stay for me

desperate shade of blue (prod. Sorrow Bringer)

Prod, ARQ
🖤pyrrhic🖤
@dearpyrrhic
☠️www.instagram.com/dearpyrrhic/
lyrics:
Runnin' into your forest fire
Walkin' onto your razor wire
I swear I'm fine but I'm alive

I'mma kill myself leave a pretty body up inside the grave
Now, it might be in a year or it might be here today
Tell my momma not to cry, put my body on display
'Cause the roses look pretty when they die and wilt away
Light me at both ends and watch me disappear into the smoke
Why you kickin' at my chair when I'm not finished tyin' rope
I'mma tell you when it's time, I'mma show you all the signs
I'mma tell you when it's time, I'mma show you all the signs

If I spilled my heart, and it landed up on the carpet
Come on tell me baby girl would you pick it up, would you stomp it
'Cause I'm really not the one to ever go and get nauseous
But all these feelin's in my stomach make me wanna vomit, vomit
Say you hit rock bottom and you drownin' in your stress
I'm throwin' you a shovel I'll show you how deep it gets
When yo life is on the line and yo body no longer listens to you
To you

Don't tell me you ain't done enough
Don't tell me you ain't man enough
I feel like we don't talk enough
I feel like we don't "fuck it, fuck it"
Cry enough
I feel like we don't laugh enough
I feel like we don't matter much
I feel like we don't "Fuck it"

Runnin' into your forest fire
Walkin' onto your razor wire
I swear I'm fine but I'm alive

I'mma kill myself leave a pretty body up inside the grave
Now, it might be in a year or it might be here today
Tell my momma not to cry, put my body on display
'Cause the roses look pretty when they die and wilt away

Hold steady don't waste your time
There's nothin' between these lines
If ever I'm feelin' short
I know that my dealer's blind
How many levels of gray
Does it take to shade the pain?

The crack of my skin
Pale of your bones
All that I lack
Is nothin' you hold
Hide your keepsakes
It's all that you'll have
When you meet...

Old medicine inside my desk that don't remember me
Workin' for a life that is best, I fill your every need
Cherish the knife inside my back that you have given me
Stop cryin' baby boy

I'mma kill myself leave a pretty body up inside the grave
Now, it might be in a year or it might be here today
Tell my momma not to cry, put my body on display
'Cause the roses look pretty when they die and wilt away
Light me at both ends and watch me disappear into the smoke
Why you kickin' at my chair when I'm not finished tyin' rope
I'mma tell you when it's time, I'mma show you all the signs
I'mma tell you when it's time, I'mma show you all the signs

I'm Still Alive

Cup dirty. 
Vision blurry. 
words slurring.

XaySpazz - Cup Dirty

Out My Mind [Prod.Cuno]

matrix.mp3

NEW DRAKO

hey, i’m vinterra. i make music, beats, and live the chillest life. all vibes, no presets.

featherweight [beat]

Cover art by @ tks_100 on instagram


LYRICS

she a busy body
naughty when she talking
got me on the ropes
she fold like origami
sippin' sake
got no clothes on
she a kamikaze writing suicidal love notes
she a love nazi
I don't wanna know what it would cost me
not a breath
not a heartbeat
tears written down in sharpie
I'm new but she want me
and she use that shit to taunt me
I'm used, she a harpy
it's never gonna stop me
I'm a fool for a girl who converses over coffee but...
love is dead, what's the point?
over it, all you get
punishment
so she says "punish me, I'm no good"
I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she wants pain, she wants the agony
I could hit it all day

and I know I don't wanna let her go
easy cum ain't easy go
(I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she want pain, she want the agony)

I could hit it all day
I could hit it all day
all my vision gone grey
fifty if she wants shades
I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she want the pain she the want the agony
but love is dead, what's the point?
over it, all you get
punishment
so she says "punish me, I'm no good"
I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she wants the pain, she wants the agony
I could hit it all day

fifty shades (prod. blade901)

lyrics: https://genius.com/Chris-rain-centipede-lyrics

artwork: @hugo.psd , @tom.v.e.r.s.e

AMV : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngNVb_CnV_8

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CENTIPEDE (Prod. NoWay)

Music Video

☆ medicine (prod. nicolas sales) ☆

hey, i’m v i n t e r r a. 
i make music, beats, and live the chillest life.
27 y.o. // guitars, pianos & nature.
lo-fi beats, ambient textures, real guitars & raw vocals. all vibes, no presets.

featherweight [beat]

v i n t e r r a

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