Fight Or Flight 🙁 Lyrics – DC The Don
There’s nothing keeping me there
Fall in love with pressure
Fall in love with pressure
Fall in love with pressure, it’s too much weight on my head
Girl, I wish I knew as much as I do, would suffocate in the air
Fight or flight response *** up ’bout it there’s nothin’ else keeping me there
Now you packin’ all of my ***, kickin’ my bags down the stairs (Ooh, woah)
Question, question
How the *** you movin’ on with your life without direction?
Do you forgive or am I the only exception?
You don’t like the way that I’m livin’ a life, do you got a better suggestion?
Ridin’ ’round with yo’ best friend, missin’ all of them exes
Hangin’ out the window, tryna go up (Go up)
It’s some bad liquor, bad vibes, now you gotta throw up (Throw-throw-throw)
Please stop leavin’ voicemails when you faded, faded (Oh-woah)
You running out of ***’ words to say
Girl, if really you hate me that much, then maybe you should go and say it, say it
Like, when did all the small *** that’d *** you off start to feel inflated?
Your mind tricks started feelin’ too invasive
My chicks switchin’ up their location
I’m just blacked-out, stargazin’
My *** ***’ up the rotation
Puff, puff, pass, now we in the Matrix
Really been feelin’ like we gettin’ over, I land in a year, up now in Croatia
When I look in the mirror, I see the flyest *** that I ever seen, I don’t gotta fake it
See, I got a list full of niggas talkin’ underneath they breath, why they still hatin’?
I got a bench full of niggas talkin’ like the star player, why they still waitin’?
I be out of the mix on these niggas, I ain’t’ even try to kick it with these niggas
Blow a band like the Ritz on me, ***
We at the Carlton, that’s ’cause I’m feelin’ too wild
Fall In love with pressure, it’s too much weight on my head
Girl, I wish I knew as much as I do, I suffocate in the air
Fight or flight response *** up ’bout it there’s nothin’ else keeping me there
Now you packin’ all of my ***, kickin’ my bags down the stairs (Ooh, woah-oah)
You running out of ***’ words to say
Girl, if really you hate me that much, then maybe you should go and say it, say it
Like when did all the small *** that’d *** you off start to feel inflated?
Your mind tricks started feelin’ too invasive (Yeah)
My chicks switchin’ up their location (Yeah)
I’m just blacked-out, stargazin’
My *** ***’ up the rotation
Puff, puff, pass, now we in the Matrix
Really been feelin’ like we gettin’ over, I land in a year, up now in Croatia
When I look in the mirror, I see the flyest *** that I ever seen, I don’t gotta fake it (I don’t gotta fake it)
Fall In love with pressure