Belly – “Requiem” (ft. NAV) [Audio, Lyrics]

Date 2021-08-31

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, New Music

Belly, off His new project, unveils the NAV-featured “Requiem” song. The song was co-produced by NAV & Pro Logic. Stream and enjoy.

Belly Requiem

Belly Requiem

Belly took a bit of a break from the rap game for a few years. The Canadian rapper revealed in an emotional post that he had been working through some personal issues but thankfully, he capped off the note with the announcement of new music on the way. In the past few months, he’s unveiled a slew of singles that led to the arrival of See You Next Wednesday. The rapper’s new album boasts appearances from  The Weeknd, Nas, Young Thug, and others but, he also came through with a moody banger alongside Nav. The two take inspiration from Requiem For A Dream for their song, “Requiem” which appears to also includes additional vocals from The Weeknd.

Belly – Requiem (ft. NAV) (prod. NAV & Pro Logic)

Lyrics

[Intro: The Weeknd]
Yeah, yeah
A dream, a dream, a dream, a dream

[Chorus: Belly & The Weeknd]
She back on the scene (Back on it)
You know the routine (Know the routine, oh, yeah)
You could come to my side (Come to my side, my side)
You could fuck with the team (The team)
She said it sound like a choppa (Brr, brr)
That’s a money machine (That’s a money machine, oh, yeah)
Double dove, triple beam (Ooh, ah, yeah)
Requiem for a dream (Oh, yeah, oh)

[Verse 1: Belly & The Weeknd]
I waited for moments that nеver came (Wait)
We all say, “You can’t win at thе Devil’s game” (Nah)
I wish I could tell you I never changed (Oh)
But this type of pain leavin’ forever, sting (Ooh)
Shouts to XO, my forever gang (Bitch)
And all the OG’s I can never name (Woo)
No longer on pills or the medicine (No)
But I made addiction look elegant (Ah)
In the sense, they came from my innocence (Woo)
Trustin’ losers, I ain’t been one ever since (Woo)
Went through hell, but I feel like I’m heaven-sent (Woo)
Devil knocked on my door, I ain’t let him in (Woo)

[Chorus: Belly & The Weeknd]
She’s back on the scene (Ooh, back on it)
You know the routine (Know the routine, oh)
You could come to my side (Ooh, come to my)
You could fuck with the team (Ooh, fuck with the team)
She said it sound like a choppa (Ooh, brr, brr)
That’s a money machine (Ooh, that’s a money machine)
Double dove, triple beam (Ah, ooh)
Requiem for a dream (Oh-oh)
She’s back on the scene (Back on it, the scene)
You know the routine (Know the routine, oh, yeah)
You could come to my side (Come to my side, oh)
You could fuck with the team (Fuck with the team, the team)
She said it sound like a choppa (Brr, brr, oh)
That’s a money machine (Ooh, that’s a money machine, oh, yeah)
Double dove, triple beam (Ooh, ah, yeah)
Requiem for a dream (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 2: NAV & The Weeknd]
Let’s roll up and let’s pour up some Hennessy (Ooh, oh-oh)
We both know you more than a friend to me (Friend to me, oh-oh)
My love is becomin’ dependency (‘Pendency, oh-oh)
I stay close to you like you my enemy (Yeah, oh)
I’m an animal, I should be locked in a cage (Yeah)
Pop a Tesla, beat my chest like an ape
Shawty took a sip, she thought it was great (Yeah)
Prices high, paid 3K for an eight (Oh)
Pockets chubby and I carry my weight (My, oh)
It’s my birthday and I got my own cake (Oh-oh, cake)
I can’t sleep, the things I take keep me ‘wake (Ah, wake)
Break it down, a powder, take a lil’ taste (Oh, taste)
Came a long way, man, I love gettin’ paid
I’d be old as fuck if I’m actin’ my wage (Ooh)
Lifestyle I’m livin’ is really outrageous (Ooh)
Passport stamped out, she ain’t got no more pages (Ooh)
Seats peanut butter and I put her on a PJ (Oh)
Found out she a freak and she down for the three-way (Yeah, oh)
Shawty my twin, we do everything the same way
Gotta call an Uber ’cause we both can’t see straight (Ooh, woah)
Shoppin’ every day like my life on replay
Wakin’ up, I’m gettin’ to the bag, can’t be late (Yeah)
I was just stuck inside the trap with a prepaid
Gotta be down for the ’cause, you callin’ me “bae” (Woah, oh)
Take me to the clinic ’cause I’m crazy over her
Don’t sell myself short ’cause she remind me what I’m worth
Heel game crazy, all the bottoms red, alert
Paid for a property, she better than a Birk’
Neck like a slide, let the water go to work
Stayin’ in my lane, but I won’t let nobody merge
Tell me you gon’ ride, you gon’ see me through my dirt
I’m stayin’ by your side, girl, you got my word

[Chorus: Belly & The Weeknd]
She’s back on the scene (Back on it)
You know the routine (Know the routine)
You could come to my side (Come to my side)
You could fuck with the team (Fuck with the team, the team)
She said it sound like a choppa (Brr, brr)
That’s a money machine (That’s a money machine)
Double dove, triple beam (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Requiem for a dream (Yeah, yeah, ooh)

[Bridge: Belly & The Weeknd]
She’s back on the scene (Back on the scene)
You know the routine (Know the routine, ooh, you know me)
You could fuck with the team (No, yeah, yeah, no)
She said it sound like a choppa
That’s a money machine (Yeah)
Requiem for a dream (Ooh, a dream, a dream)

[Outro: Belly]
You know the routine (Know, oh, know, oh)
You could fuck with the team
That’s a money machine
You could fuck with the team (Fuck with the, fuck with the)

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