His first track Everything 1K was featured in Big Baller Brand’s first-ever sneaker commercial. In October 2017 he released Halloween on 47 St. on SoundCloud. The 5-song EP, which he labelled as “just sum throwaways,” has amassed well over 400k streams. Following up with another mini-project, titled Fck Hell, in January 2018.
Since then, Davis has struggled with legal troubles involving his label, which prohibited him from releasing music. After over a year of releasing songs exclusively to SoundCloud, he was finally able to release an EP on all streaming services titled DC Friday’s. DC released one song a week on this EP for 5 weeks straight. His debut album, “Come As You Are”, was released via Rostum and ØUTLAW records on August 7th, 2020. Davis then followed this with his highly anticipated song "Wait Your Turn" on November 12th, 2020, with the deluxe dropping 1 week later on the 20th, adding 6 songs, a mix of already released SoundCloud songs, and other fan-favorite snippets.
In 2021, Daijon has been working on his upcoming album "My Own Worst Enemy" (often abbreviated by fans and Davis himself to MOW3) releasing promotional singles every few months, all of which being songs teased by DC on social media prior to release. the latest being REROUT3, which may be the only single to break into the MOW3 Tracklist. According to many fan speculations, as well as near confirmations from producers and DC himself, MOW3 may include incredibly anticipated songs such as Summer 1991, Scott Pilgrim, Futurama, Credit Card, Nauseous, Sick and Tired, and Zombieland, a song produced by Philly native and close friend of Lil Uzi Vert, Maaly Raw
After a positive release in 2022 of MOW3, DC The Don released his 3rd studio album "FUNERAL" on May 5th, 2023. Looking to put his previous eras to rest and start a new segment in his career thus holding a funeral. 16 songs, 40 minutes including lead singles "Hate Being Lonely" and "12AM". DC continues his synth pop Rag3 Kidd style, while continuing to use his versatility to its boundaries. Funeral includes many anticipated snippets including Intuition, Bankrupt :/, Friends… and LUV. DC looks to continue to strengthen his discography and branch out his audience. “REBIRTH” is DC The Don's fourth studio album and his follow up from May 2023 album, “FUNERAL”.
The first SACRED HEART project was released on Christmas 2022 during the wait for DC The Don's 3rd studio album FUNERAL. This was a way to hold fans over with anticipated songs, as they continued waiting for the delayed album. SACRED HEART 2 follows this trend, as this is a compilation of songs that fans have been waiting for, as they eagerly wait for REBIRTH (DC The Don's fourth studio album) to release.
Davis resides in Chino Hills, California. He is friends with the Ball brothers.
REBIRTH IS OUT NOW!!!
What Now?
DC The Don Lyrics
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Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Yeah
Like what now?
I be outside with my ice spillin' water
And I think that I've seen enough now
They say they need me to fuck up Milwaukee Come home, do a show, then I'm out (yeah)
I gotta watch how I move through my city
Four-hundred degrees, I'm hot now
See, I told them bitches, that new Murciélago
Can only fit two, so not now (brr, yeah)
Ain't enough space for your over-bloated big ego
I mean it, pipe down
And I know she want love, but I'm anti as fuck
I don't think that I need it right now
There's no room for each other, Michi had a mother
And still he was gone and shot down
But I still go OD for my motherfuckin' brothers
Whenever it's down, smack down (yeah)
Saturday night, I'm goin' raw as a motherfuckin' ho
I just Chris Pauled on my motherfuckin' ball
She a redbone, I'm a dog I suppose
Saturday night, I just swerved out of the lot
My young niggas with me, they saying it's goals
I done bossed all of them up, they ain't ask me for shit
That's just gang so you know how it goes (yeah, yeah)
And I'm up in this bitch, I been counting my paper
That Vivienne Westwood Supreme alligator
I'm not a home wrecker, I'm fucked, see you later
My bitch pussy wetter, please get it togetherThat GG all over my motherfucking sweater
I pip regardless, I don't move with the weather
That GG Allen rock the stage I would never
In California in a brand new endeavor
Your bitch love Donny, she just made me her header
She said you GOATed, I told her she was clever
This shit not VLone, it's a cross on my sweater
That's OUTLAW Rickies, I just mix 'em together
Check my sound, this shit a number one seller
Bitch, you know I know she just want all my cheddar
That's why I'm sleeping with a brand new Beretta
That chopper turn you to a boy in a stretcher
Proceed with caution, we be smoking on pressure
I like Biscotti but your partner hit better
Boy, your ass not a man, we gon' make him three letters
Stack up my loot, bitch, I love all my treasure
She a fan of my shit, we gon' fuck if I let her
Smash on the gas, it's a whole 'nother level
Free my dawgs out the motherfucking box, I ain't letting up
Like what now?
I be outside with my ice spillin' water
And I think that I've seen enough now
They say they need me to fuck up Milwaukee
Come home, do a show, then I'm out (let's go)
I gotta watch how I move through my city
Four-hundred degrees, I'm hot now
See, I told them bitches, that new Murciélago
Can only fit two, so not now
Sicilian shores, tryna keep the ground underneath my feet up
I'ma spend my last before the world get over me
I got my heart on my sleeve and this Cuban link choker, it's so hard to breathe
Now the VVVs talking, please don't talk to me
Don't even try but these bucks keep falling on me
See I been tryna stack with my niggas
Roll up and get high and back-back with my niggas
Pull off in a new Cadillac on these niggas
See my uncle, he used to sell crack to these niggas
Strung out, I can't even go down with these niggas
If you would let me too, let's go cap on a nigga
Strapped up in this bitch, Mad Max on these niggas
You can't fuck with my bitch, so relax on me nigga
Hop out a Jag', who is that little nigga?
Bitch, it's me little Daij with them racks on me nigga (lets go)
Bitch we up too hella casualties, nigga
In the pen with the gang, skrrt off, see you later
He just running his mouth he's a real good debater
I'm still getting my Zs, don't lose sleep over haters
We still good on this side, we ain't fucking with traitors
Gang, gang, gang
Like what now?
I be outside with my ice spillin' water
And I think that I've seen enough now
They say they need me to fuck up Milwaukee
Come home, do a show, then I'm out
I gotta watch how I move through my city
Four-hundred degrees, I'm hot now
See, I told them bitches, that new Murciélago
Can only fit two, so not now
Ain't enough space for your over-bloated big ego
I mean it, pipe down
And I know she want love, but I'm anti as fuck
I don't think that I need it right now
There's no room for each other, Michi had a mother
And still he was gone and shot down
But I still go OD for my motherfuckin' brothers
Whenever it's down, smack down
Rock star
Rock star
Go, go, go
The song 'What Now?' is a hip-hop song by DC The Don. In the song, DC The Don talks about how he has seen enough and tells those who ask him to "F**k up Milwaukee" to "Pipe down." He also talks about how he moves in his city and how he has to be cautious. The reference to his four-hundred degrees indicates how he is hot and famous in his local area. He further adds that there is no room for love in his life and how he goes all out for his brothers whenever they need him.
The song also features lyrics that talk about how the artist has been trying to maintain his ground and his lifestyle. He talks about his Cuban link choker hanging around his neck and how it's hard to breathe. The artist mentions how he has been stacking his money and smoking up with his brothers. He also mentions his uncle, who used to sell drugs and how he is not interested in venturing into that life. Finally, he mentions that he tries to keep his cool with 'relax on me" in terms of his lover, telling his listeners that he has everything under control.
Line by Line Meaning
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Driving fast in my car
I be outside with my ice spillin' water
I'm outside with my jewelry shining and bouncing reflections off the ground
And I think that I've seen enough now
I've reached a point where I'm tired of the same old stuff
They say they need me to fuck up Milwaukee
People want me to cause trouble in Milwaukee
Come home, do a show, then I'm out
I'll perform a show in Milwaukee and leave right after
I gotta watch how I move through my city
I have to be careful in my own city
Four-hundred degrees, I'm hot now
I'm very popular and successful
See, I told them bitches, that new Murciélago
I informed some women that the new car I got can only fit two people
Can only fit two, so not now (brr, yeah)
I can't fit anyone else in my car at the moment
Ain't enough space for your over-bloated big ego
There's not enough room for someone with a big ego
I mean it, pipe down
Seriously, be quiet
And I know she want love, but I'm anti as fuck
I'm not interested in love right now
There's no room for each other, Michi had a mother
Sometimes there's not enough space or peace for everyone, as evidenced by Michi's tragic death
And still he was gone and shot down
Despite having a mother, Michi was still killed
But I still go OD for my motherfuckin' brothers
I'll do anything for my brothers, even if it's excessive
Whenever it's down, smack down (yeah)
I'll fight and work hard to overcome obstacles and struggles
Saturday night, I'm goin' raw as a motherfuckin' ho
I'm having sex without a condom with a promiscuous person
I just Chris Pauled on my motherfuckin' ball
I just successfully executed a basketball move like Chris Paul
She a redbone, I'm a dog I suppose
She has red-toned skin and I act like a dog sometimes
I done bossed all of them up, they ain't ask me for shit
I helped my friends succeed without them even asking me to
That's just gang so you know how it goes (yeah, yeah)
That's how our group operates, it's just the way it is
And I'm up in this bitch, I been counting my paper
I'm in this place and I'm counting my money
That Vivienne Westwood Supreme alligator
I'm wearing an expensive, designer item
I'm not a home wrecker, I'm fucked, see you later
I'm not ruining any relationships, I'm just leaving
My bitch pussy wetter, please get it together
My girlfriend is more sexually aroused, so you need to catch up
That GG all over my motherfucking sweater
I'm wearing clothes with a GG pattern
I pip regardless, I don't move with the weather
I'm always doing my thing, regardless of what's popular or what everyone else is doing
That GG Allen rock the stage I would never
I would never perform like GG Allen
In California in a brand new endeavor
I'm trying something new in California
Your bitch love Donny, she just made me her header
Your girl loves me, I'm her profile picture
She said you GOATed, I told her she was clever
She said you're the Greatest Of All Time, but I said she's clever for saying it
This shit not VLone, it's a cross on my sweater
My clothing isn't just VLone, there's a cross on my sweater
That's OUTLAW Rickies, I just mix 'em together
I mixed different types of clothing brands together
Check my sound, this shit a number one seller
My music is very successful
Bitch, you know I know she just want all my cheddar
You know I know she just wants all my money
That chopper turn you to a boy in a stretcher
A helicopter can easily transport someone to a hospital
Proceed with caution, we be smoking on pressure
Be careful around us when we smoke high-quality marijuana
I like Biscotti but your partner hit better
I like a type of marijuana called Biscotti, but your friend's is better
Boy, your ass not a man, we gon' make him three letters
You're not a real man, we'll make you cry and give you a nickname with only three letters
Stack up my loot, bitch, I love all my treasure
I'm collecting a lot of money and I love it all
She a fan of my shit, we gon' fuck if I let her
She likes my music and we'll have sex if I allow it
Smash on the gas, it's a whole 'nother level
I'm accelerating quickly and it's exciting
Free my dawgs out the motherfucking box, I ain't letting up
I want my friends released from prison and I won't stop fighting for it
Sicilian shores, tryna keep the ground underneath my feet up
I'm visiting the shores of Sicily and trying to stay strong
I'ma spend my last before the world get over me
I'll spend all my money before people forget about me
I got my heart on my sleeve and this Cuban link choker, it's so hard to breathe
I'm wearing a tight necklace and I'm having trouble breathing
Now the VVVs talking, please don't talk to me
My expensive jewels are attracting unwanted attention, so please don't talk to me
Don't even try but these bucks keep falling on me
I'm not trying to make money, but it keeps coming to me anyway
See I been tryna stack with my niggas
I've been trying to accumulate wealth with my friends
Roll up and get high and back-back with my niggas
We smoke marijuana together and have each other's backs
Pull off in a new Cadillac on these niggas
We drive away in a new Cadillac, impressing others
See my uncle, he used to sell crack to these niggas
My uncle used to sell drugs to these people
Strung out, I can't even go down with these niggas
They're addicted to drugs, and I don't want to associate with that lifestyle
If you would let me too, let's go cap on a nigga
If you allow me, let's go fight someone
Strapped up in this bitch, Mad Max on these niggas
I'm carrying weapons and ready to fight
You can't fuck with my bitch, so relax on me nigga
Don't mess with my girl, so stop trying to provoke me
Hop out a Jag', who is that little nigga?
I step out of a Jaguar and people are surprised by my presence
Bitch, it's me little Daij with them racks on me nigga (lets go)
It's me, Daij, with a lot of money on me
Bitch we up too hella casualties, nigga
We've experienced a lot of losses and struggles
In the pen with the gang, skrrt off, see you later
In prison with my friends, we'll leave soon
He just running his mouth he's a real good debater
He's talking a lot but he's not actually doing anything
I'm still getting my Zs, don't lose sleep over haters
I'm still getting enough sleep, don't worry about my critics
We still good on this side, we ain't fucking with traitors
We're still loyal to each other and not dealing with anyone who betrays us
Gang, gang, gang
I'm associated with a group of people
Come home, do a show, then I'm out
I'll perform a show and then leave right after
Whenever it's down, smack down
I'll fight and work hard to overcome obstacles and struggles
Rock star
I'm living like a famous musician and enjoying the perks that come with that lifestyle
Go, go, go
Let's keep moving and progressing forward
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: Daijon Davis
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Aye bro im not a bot DC The Don is my inspiration!! My music is FIRE but unfortunately I don't get the RECOGNITION that i deserve😤😭 If I get 20k views on MY SONG "The Realest" it will make me really happy. Cmon GUYS!! I KNOW Y'ALL CAN DO IT... PRECIATE IT🤞🏽💙🙏🏽GANG
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