Текст и перевод песни VICOGENS - Sentimental

Sentimental

Y ya no es sentimental
To' eso lo dejó atrás
Huyendo de sus problemas, en busca de sentir la paz
Quiere reír va a fumar, para soñar la xanax
Sana a su manera, que nadie le venga a decir na

Tiene mal de amore' desde los trece
Entre más me la joden, más se me crece
Dice que está bien, pero no lo parece
No lo parece
Se va con las amigas, desaparece
Selectiva, porque sabe que cualquiera se tuerce
Ya no se encariña, cambia de spot todos los meses

Esa shorty sabe, que en nadie se confía
Está tranquila, nadie conoce de sus heridas
Maletín de diamantes, to' real
Por dentro vacía
Tratando de entender su propósito en la vida

Y ya no es sentimental
To' eso lo dejó atrás
Huyendo de sus problemas, en busca de sentir la paz
Quiere reír va a fumar, para soñar la xanax
Sana a su manera, que nadie le venga a decir na

Ice, ice eso se ve nice
Está cotizá, se subió el price
Si te pegas, no habla twice
Suena la blicky, she baddie she spice
Ay, ya no es sentimental
A su manera o te dice goodbye
Seria como Kendall, esa shorty esta hot
Keep it real, Keep it up
Es de ganas, suerte si la consigues
Nunca se ve en el área que reside
En la calle curando las cicatrices
Pisando sangre son Louboutine

Y ya no es sentimental
To' eso lo dejó atrás
Huyendo de sus problemas, en busca de sentir la paz
Quiere reír va a fumar, para soñar la xanax
Sana a su manera, que nadie le venga a decir na

Y ya no es sentimental
She's a fkn genie
To' eso lo dejó atrás
La baby de ahora

Sentimental

You're no longer sentimental
You left it all behind
Running from your problems, seeking inner peace
When you want to laugh, you smoke, and dream on Xanax
Healing in your own way, don't let anyone tell you otherwise

You've been heartbroken since you were thirteen
The more they hurt me, the stronger I become
You say you're okay, but it doesn't seem like it
It doesn't seem like it
You go out with friends and disappear
You're selective because you know anyone can change
You don't get attached anymore, you change your spot every month

That shorty knows that she can't trust anyone
She's calm, nobody knows about her wounds
A briefcase of diamonds, all real
But empty inside
Trying to understand her purpose in life

You're no longer sentimental
You left it all behind
Running from your problems, seeking inner peace
When you want to laugh, you smoke, and dream on Xanax
Healing in your own way, don't let anyone tell you otherwise

Ice, ice, that looks nice
She's in demand, her price has gone up
If you hit on her, she won't speak twice
The blicky sounds, she's a baddie, she's spice
Oh, you're no longer sentimental
Do it your way or she'll say goodbye
She'd be like Kendall, that shorty is hot
Keep it real, keep it up
It's about desire, you're lucky if you get her
She's never seen in the area where she lives
Healing scars in the streets
Louboutins, stepping on blood

You're no longer sentimental
You left it all behind
Running from your problems, seeking inner peace
When you want to laugh, you smoke, and dream on Xanax
Healing in your own way, don't let anyone tell you otherwise

You're no longer sentimental
She's a freaking genie
You left it all behind
The baby of the moment