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DOPAMINE
3
Hip-Hop/Rap
DOPAMINE è stato pubblicato il 26 giugno 2026 da Malevolamor II // Zodiac Killers x TooLost come parte dell'album Malevolamor II
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Data di uscita26 giugno 2026
EtichettaMalevolamor II // Zodiac Killers x TooLost
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM109

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Eryxse Middleton
Jay Eryxse Middleton
Performer
Shotgun Ricky
Shotgun Ricky
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Eryxse Middleton
Jay Eryxse Middleton
Lyrics
prod user19
prod user19
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shotgun Ricky
Shotgun Ricky
Executive Producer
prod user19
prod user19
Producer
Seabxn
Seabxn
Creative Director

Testi

My brain go south, but I still feel north
'Cause I never learned how
I'm supposed to let go
Stay on the road, 'cause it feel like home
On the outside fucked, on the inside broke
Don't know myself, like I'm programmed code
And my head operated by something unknown
Don't know myself, like I went too long
Tryna be something just to hit my zone
I keep on nodding out, I'm swerving lanes
While heavily sedated
This bitch booty fat, she sucked it
While we whip that bitch intoxicated
She just wanna party
But of course she still be fornicating
I just wanna feel alright
My dopamine from overthinking
When I fall down, normally I get up
I brush dust off myself, then I put down the cup
My ego higher than planets and I just wanna fuck
But this time, think I'm finally out of luck
I really don't want to, but if I have to, I might
Up strap on that boy, like a dyke, this bitch bite
Said bullets hit 'em harder than Mike, it's on sight
Press me and you see the light, like on your mic
I see my vision cross
My speech is lost
The memories forgotten
Too much dope inside my veins
It made my brain feel like I'm rotting
I feel like I did it all
And still I do not feel accomplished
My first conscious thought was wrong
I thought the truth was in a promise
I got demons chasing me
Momma, pray for me
People love to play into fakery
While the government's goal is slavery
Yo soul is what’s in need of saving
Oh, you got demons chasing you
Tell momma, pray for thee
People love to play into fakery
While the government's goal is slavery
And yo soul is what's in need of saving
Motherfuck all you punk-hating lames that sound the same
Sucking dick so he'll feature your name for some plays
You a leech, motherfuck what you say
And better yet, you a bitch
And I know where you lay, you get leashed
I got bands on the couch and a Glock underneath
Zodiac till they turn or the day I decease
This broke hoe wanna talk, but I ain't even speak
Gave her ass a full tank and a bag full of weed
My brain go south, but I still feel north
'Cause I never learned how
I'm supposed to let go
Stay on the road, 'cause it feel like home
On the outside fucked, on the inside broke
Don't know myself, like I'm programmed code
And my head operated by something unknown
Don't know myself, like I went too long
Tryna be something just to hit my zone
I keep on nodding out, I'm swerving lanes
While heavily sedated
This bitch booty fat, she sucked it
While we whip that bitch intoxicated
She just wanna party
But of course she still be fornicating
I just wanna feel alright
My dopamine from overthinking
Written by: Jay Eryxse Middleton, Shotgun Ricky, prod user19
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