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Doja
3
Hip-Hop/Rap
Doja adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Wavy Kid tarafından 7 Kasım 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıDoja - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi7 Kasım 2023
FirmaWavy Kid
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM151

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elijah Jennings
Elijah Jennings
Songwriter
Zaire Moore
Zaire Moore
Songwriter

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Not that I'm anywhere, tryna go think Gotta vent, I can't let it sink
Too much things, it's makin' me sick She ask why I'm tired, but we not in sync
I be distant, tryna stay away
Don't want weed, I'm numb to the pain
Shit be hard, it just be the same It's better to talk, just hear what I say
Life get hard when you gettin' older Too much weight, it's stuck on my shoulder
**** snakes they really some cobras Whatever they say, I don't notice, like
doja They like, bro, why you movin' different
You and not gang, yeah we not equivalent Remember those days, a **** was innocent
Now I got demons, don't know how to sit with it
I got some demons, don't know how to cope Call up gang when it's time to go
Switch style, they jackin' the flow They ain't think I was different, now I gotta show
Used to be ass, I'm puttin' it in pain Saying' it's love, that shit be a game
Don't do chasin' with bitches these days They breakin' some hearts, and they really the same
Why would I trust me, a thot Is it really gon' get me them knots
Cuz when I make it, they gon' try to plot Stayin' on point if they sendin' shots
Stayin' on 50, I cannot trust Can't love, it's really, just lust
Feel like lil skies , they said I switch up I'm still the same ****, just gettin' the bucks
not that I'm anywhere, tryna go think Gotta vent, I can't let it sink
Too much things, it's makin' me sick She ask why I'm tired, but we not in sync
I be distant, tryna stay away Don't want weed, I'm numb to the pain
Shit be hard, it just be the same It's better to talk, just hear what I say
(Tiino been buggin who fuckin with he like)
Stayin' on fifth, I move like a troop Call up bro, let's slide in the coupe
Lil tiino too hot, I'm steamin' like soup these **** be fake, can't get in my group
37 gang, I'm ballin' like scoot **** sleepin', they not in the loop
I remember no love tried give me the boot Now she runnin' back up cause she see I got juice
Got thoughts on my mind, I bet I won't ' slip Cannot swerve i'm keepin' that grip
Gang on' call, they ready to flip Like I'm tryna stand and go on these trips
That's rule number one, don't trust no bitch Leave you hurt when you down in the ditch
Smoke the pain, until my mood switch Know that's broken bond can't hold with a stitch
no new **** around, I swear they can't hang
Set it off we gon' let this shit bang
Touchin' mine, you feelin' this pain Gotta let out the beast, I cannot be tame
Gotta let out the beast, they' not in my lane let him play foul get, turnt to a strain
Fuck the beef, we not gettin' paid i heard ya hoe' want the beef, she tryna get laid
You left me all hurtin' when I tried to stay All my feelings, they castin' away
rest my head on your chest, you miss where I lay All that shit really gone, it's never the same
Not that I'm anywhere, tryna go think Gotta vent, I can't let it sink
Too much things, it's makin' me sick She ask why I'm tired, but we not in sync
I be distant, tryna stay away
Don't want weed, I'm numb to the pain
Shit be harder, it just be the same It's better to talk, just hear what I say
Written by: Elijah Jennings, Zaire Moore
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