Seven Hours Part 1

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Blood Orange is the stage name of Dev Hynes, a British singer, songwriter, and producer. He is known for his unique blend of R&B, funk, and alternative pop, often incorporating elements of synth-pop and new wave into his music. Blood Orange's songs often explore themes of identity, love, and social issues, and his smooth vocals and intricate production have garnered critical acclaim. more »

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Rewind the forces
Take it back to what's, and rewind the forces
Take it back to what's, and rewind the, rewind the, rewind the forces
Take it back to what's important

Baerly scratchin' on the surface when I remind my choices
That I made, take to the grave, it's really poison
We lift up our voices and holler out
Give me a second, let me settle down, I'm wildin' out
See, that's my problem, always guardin' out

Rewind the forces
Take it back to what's, and rewind the forces
Take it back to what's important

Barely scratchin' on the surface when I remind my choices
That I made, take to the grave, it's really poison
We lift up our voices and holler out
Give me a second, let me settle down, I'm wildin' out
See, that's my problem, always guardin' out

Devil get up off me 'cause my karma wanna swap it out
Shovel in my coffin gettin' salty 'cause I'm stronger now
Damn, ain't had this pain since I was little, nigga
Damn, that's why I changed the way I feel, nigga
Been gettin' high with open eyes, and got the same liver
I paid the price to recognize that I'm a made nigga
My baby left me, wasn't careful, got me stressin'
Kinda selfish, had my lessons, always deadly, it's a skill, nigga
I sniped Wesley for chestin' this question
Your blade heaven, then are you destined to mess with
A vampire, don't standby as a passenger, they mad at us
It's satire how they add it up

'Cause I can't think, you really take my breath away
A better day is on the rise
Figure why chase sleep, I'm tryna live a better life
And without you, I feel I'm wastin' time
Self-medicating, self-desperation
You be in my dark thoughts when I'm on vacation
Dev, tell 'em something, before I sell 'em something
A fairy tale that leads to Hell, I smell the Reaper comin'
You know I'm pissed off, but listen, ain't nothin' funny
My pockets picked on, the love gone, right after fuckin'
I get to lick on, then you cum, right on your tummy
I'm so descriptive, but guess what? We really want it
Flashbacks that I have when I'm thinkin' of ya
I stack bags full of crack just to give you money
Please don't react like a brat, bitch, you know it's nothin'
Still put a gat to your back when I'm sick of lovin'
I'm never cap when I rap, really miss my homies
Can't even nap, damn, I'm trapped, can't you hear me sufferin'?
Seem like you're likin' it, girl, don't be fightin' it
Them Vicodins done got your blinded, dyin', know you're tryin' it
I'm typin' what I'm writin' then recording, hope they buyin' it
Come here, baby, let me cuddle ya
For seven hours, had the power to my heart, and she devoured it
Feelin' crazy, but you lovin' it
Let's take a shower, call a driver to bring you by me for this punishment
See we gon' f*ck with no latex, yes
I'm goin' dumb for that make-up sex, I know you feel the same
You broke my trust, bitch, I must confess
Just give me some, and it can even the bet, made it a dirty game
Thought what we had was like a rock, until the top
I never thought that would we drop just like Despot album
You drown me 'cause you was hot, this heart's poundin'
Repeatedly believed you needed me, you feeding me
The sexing with direction, I'm confessin' that it's eatin' me
Alive, I die, correctin' what was killin' me

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