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Daze (feat. Critch)
22
Hip-Hop/Rap
Daze (feat. Critch) was released on July 31, 2022 by 1850546 Records DK as a part of the album Daze (feat. Critch) - Single
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Release DateJuly 31, 2022
Label1850546 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM111

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eamon Emile Stokan
Eamon Emile Stokan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Siem Spark
Siem Spark
Producer
Chrismarek
Chrismarek
Producer

Lyrics

Now loving you is a lil different, when I'm the only one
I feel my life is so distant, I'm running from the sun
Nowadays I'm still in my room, I'm still getting plays
Nowadays when I look at you, I don't know what to say
A daze, get my money up, lately getting paid, a daze
Nowadays
Girl don't compare me to no one, you need a plug girl I know one
Promise I'm trying my best, but I confess, I'm having no fun
Nobody love you like me, cest mon ami, nobody fucking with me
I make a bag when I'm low, nobody know that I'm getting high as can be
I wanna die off the drugs, I don't want money or fame I just want the love
Sorry that kind of was cap, not all of that, I'm making money off rap
Now loving you is a little different when I'm the only one
I feel my life is so distant, I'm running from the sun now
Nowadays I'm still in my room, nowadays
Nowadays when I look at you, I don't know what to say
Nowadays I'm still in my room, in my room
Nowadays, now, a daze
I swear that this gone be, the time you forget bout that love
Hey darling, where you been, it feels like I can't get enough
Maybe I need time to lay low, and count up pesos
I did what you say so, like I'm in a daze
Keep getting wrapped up, heart beating faster
I might just act up, you got me, and I hate that I
I hate that I love you, I hate that you hate me
No one be, no one be asking how I'm feeling lately
I'm not oh, I'm not okay yet, I miss my baby
I'm not oh, I'm not okay yet, tears in a Mercedes
Everything just gets worse, I don't even wanna sing this verse
Always last pick, but Imma die first
5 p cent tint on a hearse, 5 p's in now my stomach burn
That's treason, Imma let it
Written by: Eamon Emile Stokan
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