Dignified Songtext
von Monaleo

What about everythin′ that I did in my life?
Will it be forgotten as soon as I die?
No man knows the day or the hour, no man knows the time
But all that I ask is please let me die dignified, yeah

Huh, okay, say for instance, we outside, we finna cut up
Plus the owner just sent us a bottle, bitch we lucked up, huh
I'm steady turnin′ down the shots, I'm feelin' fucked up
Kayla sayin′, "Bitch, stop bein′ pussy, pick the cup up"

So, I'm like, fuck it, why not? Bitch, it′s just us (okay)
My nigga left us in the club, he must trust us (dummy)
They just packed a nigga out, he lookin' roughed up (ugh)
And now we runnin′ out the club, kickin' dust up (huh)

So which one of us could drive? Not me (nope)
TT in the corner sayin′, "Bitch, I gotta pee"
I'm out, TT out, so now it's just three (hm)
And Jazz leanin′ out her heels pukin′, so is Que (ugh)


The only person left, is Tamia, so we green
Then Tamia look at me, and says she thinks she lost her keys (what?)
On top of that, she left her glasses, she can't see (hm)
So the only real option here is me, okay

We in a car, five deep, time to lock in (huh?)
I′m tryna back out, a Honda got me blocked in (huh)
I'm off Patron, in my zone, body rockin′ (uh-huh)
But I gotta get us home, no other option (let's go)

I′m on the E-way, everything's smooth (huh)
I'm goin′ 45 (huh), I think it′s time to cruise (huh, huh)
I'm playin′ slow jams (huh), I'm tryna set the mood (huh)
Then boom, hit a wall, send us to the upper room to our doom, too soon

What about everythin′ that I did in my life?
Will it be forgotten as soon as I die?
No man knows the day or the hour, no man knows the time
But all that I ask is please let me die dignified, yeah

Ay, the ambulance is on the scene, checkin' pulses (huh)
My family waitin′, tryna see what the results is (huh)
They huddled up, tryna pray, they consultin' (huh)
But they don't know the steerin′ wheel done pushed my skull in (hey)


Uh, I done killed e′rybody in the car (huh?)
But how? The destination wasn't even far (what?)
And my mama know I don′t drink and drive, that's bizarre (huh?)
So how the fuck I crash on the way home from the bar? (Phew)

Huh, Fox News sayin′, I was just a troubled star (no)
That should show you how you die, might become just who you are (yeah)
It don't matter what you did in your life or what you saw (huh, huh)
You gotta answer when a maker pull your number out the jar (dummy)

Put the bottle down (down), or call a Uber (stupid)
We havin′ fun, I hate to be a party pooper (uh-huh)
But you know death is on a prowl, he a recruiter (yeah, 'cruiter)
And he quick to turn your life into a blooper (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, put the bottle down, ho, call an Uber (yeah)
We turnin' up, I hate to be a party pooper (uh-huh)
Don′t you know that death is on the prowl and he could scoop ya?
You know, you my bitch, it′s only right, I had to school ya, ugh

What about everythin' that I did in my life?
Will it be forgotten as soon as I die?
No man knows the day or the hour, no man knows the time
But all that I ask is please let me die dignified, yeah