Screenshot #5 From D-WHY's "2,000 Miles" Video, Which Releases Tonight At 7pm EST / 4pm PST.

Photo by Nolan Smith

NEW: D-WHY feat. CurT@!n$ - "Bad Bitch Concierge" (Prod. me & the homie)

Artwork by William Marple. D-WHY's first official, all-original project, Don't Flatter Yourself, will be released on 8.15.12.

D-WHY opening for Kendrick Lamar in Morgantown, WV last night.

D-WHY x Grimes - “Young Mariah” 

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1st VERSE

Hey beautiful, how you doin’?/ You look beautiful ya know/ 

did I tell you that shit already?/ Mmm, well I mean I told you so/ 

The way you make me feel inside, you a Young Mariah, give me butterflies/

Feels like its the 90s-summertime and I hate everything, but I’m loving life/

So come, come, come with me/ we can not give a fuck togethether/ 

we can not give a fuck right now, and we can not give a fuck forever/

Let’s dance in the rain hold some metal shit/ put our feet to floor, push the pedal in/ 

leave before we have a chance to settle in, and not talk about love its too delicate/

We’re a heartbreak away from tragedy/ its a beautiful thing when you’re mad at me/ 

but I wanna see you happy, hopin’ I make you, hopin’ some day that the world don’t break you/

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2nd VERSE

Fendi stilettos, macchiatos, came from the ghetto/ 

lookin’ like a model, let me be your fellow, hello/

Where you at? Vancouver? ….Is it cool if I come over?/

you can be my damsel, I’ll be your soldier/

cold as Minnesota, in the Range Rover/

switching lanes whippin it like yola/ old as Yoda, do what I’m ‘pposed ‘ta/

Hold up, you know what, let’s get a bit closer/ look right inside of the storm as we blow up/

Happy to see that you’re meet happy to meet such a happening, dapper young fellow like me/

Hoping someday that maybe we can be: together forever, live happy and free/

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BRIDGE 

Let me sing for you/

if it’s all I do/

We can take our time/

‘cuz we gone be together all night/

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OUTRO

Fendi stilettos, macchiatos, came from the ghetto/ 

lookin’ like a model, let me be your fellow, hello/