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• Artiste: DC The Don
• Titre: Holy Matrimony
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Somewhere out of your mind Got me moving lightspeed forward I hate it when it happens every time Girl, you don't wanna recognize You should find yourself And I ain't tryna hear another lie Just keep it to yourself until it's real Come and let me know, let me know In due time, in due time I said, welcome to the holy matrimonial Like, I'm just tryna ball on these niggas By myself, in euphoria My eyes bloodshot red Roll another blunt to kill the pain So I'm sorry I'm ignoring you Why you was tellin' lies on the podium Like, why you ever said it if it's not true? Karma's intuition speaks for me, so this my truth I call my bitch and roll a blunt to get my mind blown I lay my head behind the wheel, I'd rather ride slow I hit my knees to pray to God to make the time slow This life I'm livin', you might wake up in a time zone That you don't recognize, you're too gone Sky high flow Fresh Prince of Bel-Air from LA to back home My momma callin' me like bring your ass back home I see demons in the sky when I come back home So it's blood in the air, it's brains on the floor I washed away my sins, I let it rain, but it poured My little cousin said he tryna double up the score He just wanna catch a body 'cause he dyin' in his soul In the meantime Maybe it might help you in the meantime I swear this life that I'm livin' so fast, don't blink You might wake up at your own funeral with the streetlights This city never felt so cold I know you're sick and tired, and it lets me know That I should probably be on my own I can never trust a soul for real, love Like maybe I should cut off my phone 'Cause she be callin' back, and that just lets me know That she don't even know what she want Please don't intervene in my life, tryna find yourself Like fuck, I'm glad that you pulled up But I'm busy tryna be busy, she chopped and screwed up Her feelings too tied in, my hands they tied in Don't know why you take advice from the people you can't trust Ironically I strut, hangin' on every word I said the sky turning red, she agreeing like yes sir What is it with my luck? Bruisin' up on my shoulder I carry everything, I hope the police don't pull me over I'm slurring all of my words Blood stains all on my shirt I try to hold the pain on me Like I know you wanna go and say it first So you can put the blame on me Go ahead In due time Please don't make me wait around for due time 'Cause every other few times that we do try This Hennessy we drinkin' up becomes a few lies You remember what's the last line you ever heard? She said the future never waits on anybody's turn And when it's all said and done, you get what you prefer She handed me my award, and it read less deserved Goddamn Baby, I just never said a thing right Maybe I just never said it right I swear this life that I'm livin' so throwed Don't blink, you might end up at the cliff Late night with the streetlights This city never felt so cold I know you're sick and tired, and it lets me know That I should probably be on my own And I should never trust a soul for real, love Like maybe I should cut off my phone 'Cause she be callin' back, and that just lets me know That she don't even know what she want Please don't intervene in my life tryna find yourself Go ahead Find yourself Find yourself Go ahead Find yourself In due time, please don't make me wait around for due time In due time, please don't make me wait around for due time In due time, please don't make me wait around for due time In due time, please don't make me wait around for due time