Biografía:
Jalen Santoy Gathers (born August 24, 1993), known as Jalen Santoy is a rapper, singer, and songwriter from Charlotte, NC. Originally from Charleston, SC, the enriching culture is heavily present in his music. Recording music since the age of 15, Santoy released his first record in 2014 knowing the time was right. His first song to the public, “God” featured Philly native Gliss. “God” caught the attention of many bloggers and rappers alike.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
Em G C B7
Em G C B7
[Verse 1]
Em
First they tell you that they love
G
Then they ask you where you coming from
C
Like you the only one feeling how you feeling
B7
Then you lie just to make it sound appealing
Em
To him, to her, and even the family
G
That you keep close just to blow the steam like Stanley
C
You the one who have to plunge in the back
B7
Praying people in the front dont figure where you at
Em G
I get that, used to pray for the feeling, I don't miss that
C
I was stuck for a while, I'll admit it
B7
The same damn thing, that you feeling man I get it but
Em G
I'm past that now, I sip this crown I don't mix no sprite
C
Only sip brown when I'm cooling with my hittas
B7
So trick go figure, its that kind of night, alright?
[Chorus]
Em G C
I love you, the things that cross my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, these things go through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I love you, these things run through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, it's always on my mind
B7
Think I need some help
[Verse 2]
Em G
Maybe if I had some diamond rings and nicer things
C
And wider cream, and smaller dreams, the simple things
B7
That would have brought money more quickly
Em
Maybe then you'd get the picture
G
But even then still snapping for my hittas
C
Swear I'm always on the phone tryna make sense of figures
B7
Cause the hitta that got it ain't never been the one to spend it
Em G
You get it? Neither do I
C
The thought suicide for the money, We just call it being hungry nowadays
B7
Every hitta getting paid, just a couple getting laid
Em G
If the chips fall right and the game alright, Can I stay all night?
C
I can lie pretty well
B7
Cause you posting all of my songs, Knowin how it gonna sell
[Chorus]
Em G C
I love you, the things that cross my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, these things go through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I love you, these things run through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, it's always on my mind
B7
Think I need some help
[Outro]
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I love you.
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Em G C B7
Em G C B7
[Verse 1]
Em
First they tell you that they love
G
Then they ask you where you coming from
C
Like you the only one feeling how you feeling
B7
Then you lie just to make it sound appealing
Em
To him, to her, and even the family
G
That you keep close just to blow the steam like Stanley
C
You the one who have to plunge in the back
B7
Praying people in the front dont figure where you at
Em G
I get that, used to pray for the feeling, I don't miss that
C
I was stuck for a while, I'll admit it
B7
The same damn thing, that you feeling man I get it but
Em G
I'm past that now, I sip this crown I don't mix no sprite
C
Only sip brown when I'm cooling with my hittas
B7
So trick go figure, its that kind of night, alright?
[Chorus]
Em G C
I love you, the things that cross my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, these things go through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I love you, these things run through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, it's always on my mind
B7
Think I need some help
[Verse 2]
Em G
Maybe if I had some diamond rings and nicer things
C
And wider cream, and smaller dreams, the simple things
B7
That would have brought money more quickly
Em
Maybe then you'd get the picture
G
But even then still snapping for my hittas
C
Swear I'm always on the phone tryna make sense of figures
B7
Cause the hitta that got it ain't never been the one to spend it
Em G
You get it? Neither do I
C
The thought suicide for the money, We just call it being hungry nowadays
B7
Every hitta getting paid, just a couple getting laid
Em G
If the chips fall right and the game alright, Can I stay all night?
C
I can lie pretty well
B7
Cause you posting all of my songs, Knowin how it gonna sell
[Chorus]
Em G C
I love you, the things that cross my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, these things go through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I love you, these things run through my mind
B7
While I'm by myself
Em G C
I hate you, it's always on my mind
B7
Think I need some help
[Outro]
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I love you.
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