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DJ Major Dedicated Night

Альбом · Quiet Control · 2026

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Major beats, Dedicated Night

Boardroom, bored face
Black card, same place
They talk loud, sayin’ nothin’
Empty heads in designer laces

Champagne warm, conversation colder
Every joke feel tired, older
They chase clout, I chase silence
Penthouse feels like a boulder

“Bro, you up?” that’s all they write
Read the text, archive the hype
Diamonds loud, but my thoughts louder
Rich life feelin’ kinda light

Walk past mirrors, askin’ “who?”
All this marble, not a clue
Gold fork, tasteless food
Full table, but the truth: it’s few

Rich in the day, but the day feel hollow
Dumb talk all around, nowhere I follow
But at night, my angels pull me out the sorrow
They turn my cold world wild till tomorrow

Yeah, I’m rich in the day, but the day feel empty
Fake smiles, fake minds, too many tempt me
But at night, my baby girls bless me gently
They teach me how to burn, how to live intensely

Sun drop, suit off, doors lock
Silk sheet, soft hands, slow talk
Perfume floatin’ through the dark
Red nails tracein’ every scar

She say, “forget them, watch me” (watch me)
Two queens on my chest like a trophy
They laugh low, I lose control
Stupid world fade out, they coach me

Lips on my neck, I confess secrets
They know every bruise, never leak it
One on my ear, one on my waist
They spell my name like a sacred phrase

Bite on my shoulder, breath in sync
They pour that fire, I don’t need a drink
They teach me sin like a holy class
In the middle of the madness, I finally sink

Rich in the day, but the day feel hollow
Dumb talk all around, nowhere I follow
But at night, my angels pull me out the sorrow
They turn my cold world wild till tomorrow

Yeah, I’m rich in the day, but the day feel empty
Fake smiles, fake minds, too many tempt me
But at night, my baby girls bless me gently
They teach me how to burn, how to live intensely

They say, “close your eyes, don’t think” (shh)
“Feel teeth, feel sweat, feel skin”
All the hate, outside, grows dim
In their hands, I’m broke and I win

Rich in the day, but the day feel hollow
Dumb talk all around, nowhere I follow
But at night, my angels pull me out the sorrow
They turn my cold world wild till tomorrow

Yeah, I’m rich in the day, but the day feel empty
Fake smiles, fake minds, too many tempt me
But at night, my baby girls bless me gently
They teach me how to burn, how to live intensely

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