JOY//Regrets

By Def Manic

On 3MOTIONS

Released on October 31, 2017

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[Verse 1]

Bow to the pages, that got through the ages

Pray to the Lord, and pray to be rich man everybody famous

Everybody blame us

Never wanna live this life to be aimless

Eyes are amazing, I just wanna be so close where the brain is

Never gon' play, when they running up state, and the guns go blaze

Always gotta slay, when i think about the way, that I'm puffin' on my haze

Back to me

Killing the blasphemy

We just have to breathe

With a plumped up bitch that's just mad at me

They gotta spread rumors, it's a catastrophe

Side eye to the Mayans and the Joe Blows

You a little thief and you go low

Praying to the Lord and the heathens

The evils that wanna free us

Sick witted and you run a little, you no fun now, why you gotta be so brittle

But you, little wrong for the pussy mane

I know you wanna laugh but I feel your pain

Yeah we really grew apart

Yeah we always gone when it's two of us

Yeah we never ever gonna hang again

You always fucken gone when I need a friend

Times when I never ever wanna leave it

I don't gotta score when I'm not needed

You wanna dip that's your own reasons

Gotta visualize all these old feelings

Bitches taught to let go

Fickle minded man and I said so

Mane, die with the beat, ride to the drums

Side with a snitch, and you gotta lose my love

Stick to the battle

Stick to the battle

Sick of all of the foolish, I'm never rattled

Spill blood to all of those that diss us

Rappers talk, but they playing catch up

Wow when this games got you fucked up

Play with the heat, stash all the drugs

Ride with a click, live for the night

Find what you like, die for the fight, dumb

Yeah

But death is scary

Like that night you were meant to tell me

Give no fucks, not necessary

I got too, try a be a visionary

(BRAP, BRAP, BRAP)

Please pray to lord that I need that Jesus (Jesus)

Pray to the poor, I need this (need this), please offer to fall your legions (legions)

Please don't die for the heathens (heathens)

Please don’t die for the false, please just help me to help you the most

Please just tell me what the hell I need

Please just guide me to finally see

REGRETS:


[Male Lead]

Broken trusted like you stepped on ice

Knife in the back, everybody wanna take yo life

You said I would be trouble, you were dead on right

Stare at myself in the mirror and reflect on mine


[Female Lead]

There's way too many dramas to leave behind us

Why do the reminders have to find us

Cause every time I close my eyes, I feel it, I can conceal it

I regret them nights, with you yeah

And them texts caught you lying ooo babe

Oh who the hell are we kidding

It's a young city slicker lifestyle that we livin'

But now I wanna know

Was this even real or just for show?

I swear I hate this feeling yeah