Requiem Lyrics by Belly ft. NAV is latest English song with music also given by NAV & Pro Logic. Requiem song lyrics are written by Pro Logic, The Weeknd, Belly & NAV.
Requiem Song Detail
| Song Name: | Requiem |
| Singer: | Belly, NAV |
| Composer: | NAV, Pro Logic |
| Lyrics by: | Pro Logic, The Weeknd, Belly, NAV |
Requiem Lyrics
She’s back on the scene (back on that)
You know the routine (you know the routine)
You can come on my side (come on my)
You can f^^k with the team
She said it sound like a chopper
That’s a money machine (that’s a money machine)
Double dutch, triple beam
Requiem for a dream
I waited for moments
That never came
We all say you can’t
Win at the devil’s game
I wish I could tell you I’d never change
But this type of pain leave a forever stain
Shouts to xo my forever gang
And all the og’s I can never name
No longer on pills or the medicine
But I make addiction look elegant
In a sense they came for my innocence
Trusted losers
And I ain’t been winning since
Went through hell but
I feel like I’m heaven sent
Devil knocked on my door
I ain’t let him in
She’s back on the scene
You know the routine (you know the routine)
You can come on my side (come on my)
You can f^^k with the team
She said it sound like a chopper
That’s a money machine (that’s a money machine)
Double dutch, triple beam
Requiem for a dream
She’s back on the scene (back on that)
You know the routine (you know the routine)
You can come on my side (come on my)
You can f^^k with the team
She said it sound like a chopper
That’s a money machine (that’s a money machine)
Double dutch, triple beam
Requiem for a dream
Let’s roll-up
And let’s pour us some hennessey
We both know you’re more than a friend to me
My love is becoming dependency
I stay close to you
Like you’re my enemy
I’m an animal
I should be locked in a cage
Pop a tesla
Beat my chest like an ape
Shawty took sip, she thought it was grape
Price is high I paid 3k for an eighth
Pockets chubby and I carry my weight
It’s my birthday and I got my own cake
I can’t sleep, the things I take keep me wake
Break it down to powder and take a lil taste
Came along way
Man, I love getting paid
I’d be old as f^^k if acted my wage
Lifestyle I’m livin’ is really outrageous
Passport stamped up she ain’t got no more pages
Seats peanut butter and I put her on pjs
Found out she was a freak and she down for the three-way
Shawty my twin, we do everything the same way
Gotta call an uber
‘cause we both can’t see straight
Shopping everyday like my life on replay
Waking up, I’m getting to the bag, can’t be late
I was just stuck inside the trap with a prepaid
Gotta be down for the cause she callin’ me babe
Take me to the clinic
‘cause I’m crazy over her
Don’t sell myself short ‘cause she reminds me what I’m worth
Heel game crazy all her bottoms red alert
Paid for her property
She’s better than a birk
Neck like a slide
Let the water go to work
Staying in my lane, but I won’t let nobody merge
Tell me you’re gone ride
You gonna see me through my dirt
I’m staying by your side girl you got my word
She’s back on the scene (back on that)
You know the routine (you know the routine)
You can come on my side (come on my)
You can f^^k with the team
She said it sound like a chopper
That’s a money machine (that’s a money machine)
Double dutch triple beam
Requiem for a dream
She’s back on the scene
You know the routine
You can f^^k with the team
She said it sound like a chopper
That’s a money machine
Requiem for a dream