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• Artiste: DC The Don
• Titre: Fight Or Flight :(
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There's nothing keeping me there Fall in love with pressure Fall in love with pressure Fall in love with pressure, it's too much weight on my head Girl, I wish I knew as much as I do, would suffocate in the air Fight or flight response, I'm fucked up 'bout it, there's nothin' else keeping me there Now you packin' all of my shit, kickin' my bags down the stairs (Woah, woah, woah) Question, question How the fuck you movin' on with your life without direction? Do you forgive or am I the only exception? You don't like the way that I'm livin' a life, do you got a better suggestion? Ridin' 'round with your best friend, missin' all of them exes Hangin' out the window, tryna go up It's some bad liquor, bad vibes, now you gotta throw up Please stop leavin' voicemails when you faded, faded (Woah, woah) You running out of fuckin' words to say Girl, if really you hate me that much, then maybe you should go and say it Like, when did all the small shit that'd piss you off start to feel inflated? Your mind tricks started feelin' too invasive My chick switchin' up their location I'm just blacked out, stargazin' My shit fuckin' up the rotation Puff, puff, pass, now we in the Matrix Really been feelin' like we gettin' over, I'm landin' in Europe, now in Croatia When I look in the mirror, I see the flyest nigga that I ever seen, I don't gotta fake it See, I got a list full of niggas talkin' underneath they breath, why they still hatin'? I got a bench full of niggas talkin' like the star player, why they still waitin'? I be out of the mix on these niggas, I ain't even try to kick it with these niggas Blow a band like the Ritz on me, nigga We at the Carlton, that's 'cause I'm feelin' too wild Fall in love with pressure, it's too much weight on my head Girl, I wish I knew as much as I do, would suffocate in the air Fight or flight response, I'm fucked up 'bout it, there's nothin' else keeping me there Now you packin' all of my shit, kickin' my bags down the stairs (Woah, woah, woah) You running out of fuckin' words to say Girl, if really you hate me that much, then maybe you should go and say it Like, when did all the small shit that'd piss you off start to feel inflated? Your mind tricks started feelin' too invasive My chick switchin' up their location I'm just blacked out, stargazin' My shit fuckin' up the rotation Puff, puff, pass, now we in the Matrix Really been feelin' like we gettin' over, I'm landin' in Europe, now in Croatia When I look in the mirror, I see the flyest nigga that I ever seen, I don't gotta fake it Fall In love with pressure