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D.O.A.
8
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
D.O.A. was released on June 19, 2026 by Carpark Records as a part of the album CASI
album cover
AlbumCASI
Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelCarpark Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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casi
Performer
Eli Edwards
Eli Edwards
Electronics, Vocals
Xayvien Young
Xayvien Young
Electronics, Vocals
Conner R Frankel
Conner R Frankel
Drums
Nathan Cornell
Nathan Cornell
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eli Edwards
Eli Edwards
Composer
Xayvien Young
Xayvien Young
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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casi
Producer
Samuel Rossen
Samuel Rossen
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Ben Zaidi
Ben Zaidi
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was sixteen, playing with the chop like its kung fu
Smoking cookies like it's bamboo
Seventeen, I was in the ring, throwing body shots
So many nights I seen my body drop
Eighteen, running for my life **** showing out
I'm at the party, **** airing out
Nineteen, started making beats, tryna make it out
I got some homies who ain't make it out
[Chorus]
D.O.A but you could D.I.E
He wanted six figures, so they put em six feet deep
I was fifteen, learning how to skate in the streets
I was nineteen, jumping off the porch, tryna eat
Uh, oh
Yeah
Motherfucker
Uh
Yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 2]
I was fourteen, started making music when my parents had to split
Around the same time, granny started getting sick
Me and mama packed it up and got it to her crib
Yeah, she beat the cancer but dementia didn't lift
And when she passed away, I ain't know how to feel
So I started working, tryna help out with them bills
All these random **** always in and out the crib
I'm fighting with my brother, he was tweaking off them pills
[Verse 3]
I'm living to survive, and feeding off of crumbs
There's nothing to be said, but only to be done
I'm so afraid to die i'm learning how to run
The choice of fight or flight is heavy on my lungs
I find it hard to speak, the heavy things I saw
I never learned to skate but only how to fall
I'm brushing off my knees, I wrap my hands in gauze
The heavier I bleed, the more I've seemed to lost
[Verse 4]
Sixteen, playing with the chop like its kung fu
Smoking cookies like it's bamboo
Seventeen, I was in the ring throwing body shots
So many nights I seen my body drop
Eighteen, running for my life, **** showing out
I'm at the party, **** airing out
Nineteen, started making beats tryna make it out
I got some homies who ain't make it out
Uh
[Chorus]
D.O.A but you could D.I.E
Motherfucker
He wanted six sigures, so they put 'em six feet deep
D.O.A but you could D.I.E
I was nineteen, jumping off the porch, tryna eat
[Outro]
D.O.A but you could D.I.E
He wanted six figures so they put em six feet deep
D.O.A but you could D.I.E
I was nineteen, jumping off the porch tryna eat
Written by: Eli Edwards, Xayvien Young
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