DJ Texasjoker

[Intro – Female, smooth, playful]

Yeah…
I wasn’t lookin’.
But now you got my attention.

[Hook – BOTH, back-and-forth]

Female:
Right here tonight, don’t overthink it,
DJ got it right, let’s just sink in it.

Male:
I ain’t tryna rush, I’m just readin’ the signs,
Way you lookin’ at me say we on the same time.

Both:
Right here tonight, city glow, lights low,
We don’t gotta plan nothin’, let the moment flow.
Maybe it’s the beat, maybe it’s the vibe,
But whatever this is—yeah, it feel right.

[Verse 1 – Male]

I came in solo, just tryna clear my head,
Long week on my back, too much left unsaid.
Then I saw you movin’ like the song knew your name,
Whole room still, but you still in frame.

I ain’t here with lines, I ain’t sellin’ no dream,
Just a drink in my hand and the truth in my lean.
If I step too close, tell me where to stop,
But the way you smilin’ sayin’ “nah… don’t.”

[Verse 2 – Female]

I ain’t usually the one to stay out late,
But tonight feel different, guess I tempted fate.
You talk calm, not loud, that caught my ear,
Confidence quiet—yeah, that’s rare.

I done danced with boys who just want a scene,
You feel more like “what if?” than “what you mean.”
I ain’t promise tomorrow, just this song, this light,
But I won’t lie—yeah, I’m here tonight.

[Hook – BOTH, stronger]

Female:
Right here tonight, don’t overthink it,
Hands on my waist, yeah, I feel the rhythm.

Male:
I ain’t tryna own you, just match the vibe,
Two grown souls tryna see if it align.

Both:
Right here tonight, city glow, lights low,
DJ keep it playin’, let the moment grow.
Maybe it’s the bass, maybe it’s the wine,
But whatever this is—yeah, it feel right.

[Bridge – whispered, intimate]

Female:
Don’t promise me forever…

Male:
I won’t.

Female:
Just don’t disappear when the song end.

Male:
I’m still right here.

[Verse 3 – Male & Female (short lines, alternating)]

Male:
We don’t gotta rush the truth.

Female:
Just be honest in the booth.

Male:
If this night the only thing…

Female:
Let it be somethin’ we remember, not excuse.

Male:
I respect your space.

Female:
I respect your pace.

Both:
Two people, one moment—
Let’s not waste it.

[Final Hook – BOTH, club anthem feel]

Right here tonight, yeah, we locked in,
No pressure, no labels, just us in it.
If tomorrow change, we still good tonight,
‘Cause the way this feel?
Yeah… it feel right.

Right here tonight, city glow, lights low,
Hands where they should be, bodies move slow.
Maybe it’s the beat, maybe it’s the vibe,
But whatever this is—yeah, it feel right.

[Intro – spoken, quiet]
If I’m being honest…
I don’t say this out loud much.
But it’s been sitting with me.

[Verse 1]
If I’m being honest, I learned to smile early,
Not ‘cause I was happy—‘cause the house felt sturdy
Only when I held it together for everybody else.
I became “the strong one” at the cost of myself.

I watched love come with conditions,
Watched silence turn into tradition.
I learned how to read a room before I read my heart,
Learned how to leave parts of me in the dark.

Mama said “pray,” Pops said “man up,”
Nobody taught me what to do when both weren’t enough.
So I wrote letters in my head I never mailed,
Told God my truth when my words failed.

[Hook – half-sung, soulful]
If I’m being honest, I’m tired but I’m here,
I been carrying hope with a little bit of fear.
I ain’t broken, just bent from the weight of the years,
If I’m being honest… I’m still learning how to heal.

Yeah, if I’m being honest, I don’t have it all clear,
But I’m standing on truth, even when it shake my knees.
If surviving was the lesson, then growth the reveal—
If I’m being honest… I’m still learning how to feel.

[Verse 2]
I done loved people who loved me in pieces,
Gave them my whole while I stayed incomplete, shit.
I thought loyalty meant ignoring my pain,
Thought patience was strength, now I’m breaking that chain.

I seen friends turn strangers without warning signs,
Seen time expose things prayer couldn’t hide.
I ain’t bitter, but I remember who vanished,
And how quiet gets loud when you finally manage.

Some nights I sit with the man I became,
Ask him why he so hard on himself, why he ashamed.
He say “I’m just tryna be better than before,”
I tell him “You don’t gotta bleed to prove more.”

[Hook – fuller, emotional]
If I’m being honest, I’m tired but I’m here,
I been carrying hope with a little bit of fear.
I ain’t broken, just bent from the weight of the years,
If I’m being honest… I’m still learning how to heal.

Yeah, if I’m being honest, I don’t have it all clear,
But I’m standing on truth, even when it shake my knees.
If surviving was the lesson, then growth the reveal—
If I’m being honest… I’m still learning how to feel.

[Bridge – spoken, Tupac-style reflection]
They tell us “be strong”
But never teach us how to rest.
They celebrate survival
But ignore the mess it left.

[Verse 3]
I forgive myself for the love I outgrew,
For the times I stayed quiet when I needed to move.
For confusing peace with numbness,
For mistaking attention for love and abundance.

I don’t need the world to clap when I change,
Some transformations happen offstage.
I’m learning that healing don’t come with a sound,
Sometimes it’s just breathing without looking around.

If tomorrow take me before I explain,
Know I tried to be honest, not perfect or plain.
I tried to choose growth over ego and pride,
Tried to keep my heart open while still surviving.

[Final Hook – stripped, vulnerable]
If I’m being honest, I’m tired but I’m here,
Still choosing myself even when it ain’t clear.
I ain’t finished, just faithful to what’s real—
If I’m being honest… I’m still learning how to heal.

Yeah, if I’m being honest, that’s all I can be,
A man in the process of becoming me.
If you feel this, then you already know—
Sometimes truth the hardest place to go.

[Intro – spoken, almost a murmur]
Yeah…
This ain’t the kind you rush through.
It just… sits with you.
Like heat still hangin’ in the air after the sun dip.

[Verse 1]
I learned how to listen from roads that don’t talk back,
From men who ain’t say much, but stood firm like that.
Texas time—where a minute feel wide,
And truth show up when you give it some space to breathe, not hide.

Mama’s prayers used to hum through the walls at night,
Oil-field faith mixed with porch-light quiet.
I watched hope get folded into work-worn hands,
Dreams parked on the side, just waitin’ on land.

We talk slow ’cause words gotta mean somethin’ here,
A nod say more than a whole idea.
I ain’t chase the noise, I learned to weigh it,
Some things grow better when you don’t explain it.

[Hook – half-sung, easy drawl]
Ride slow… let the city fade back,
Candy-paint thoughts in a midnight black.
If it hurt me, I held it. If it healed me, I kept it.
Texas taught me how to carry weight like that.

Ride slow… hear the truth come through,
When the bass breathe low and the sky feel blue.
I don’t gotta yell for the world to know—
I speak like the land… quiet, sure, and true.

[Verse 2]
I seen pride wear boots and still move gentle,
Strength ain’t loud when it’s fundamental.
Men break bread, don’t break their word,
Time do the teachin’—patience get heard.

They want shine quick, I want roots deep,
Want nights that keep me and days that sleep.
I learned loss got its own kind of grammar,
Every scar a sentence I don’t over-answer.

From slab-side dreams to back-road miles,
I carried doubt with me longer than I smiled.
Then I set it down by the edge of faith,
Let the wind say what I couldn’t say.

[Hook – fuller, still calm]
Ride slow… let the city fade back,
Candy-paint thoughts in a midnight black.
If it hurt me, I held it. If it healed me, I kept it.
Texas taught me how to carry weight like that.

Ride slow… hear the truth come through,
When the bass breathe low and the sky feel blue.
I don’t gotta yell for the world to know—
I speak like the land… quiet, sure, and true.

[Bridge – spoken, honest pause]
This ain’t a flex.
It’s a record.
Every mile accounted for.

[Verse 3]
I forgave who I was for survivin’ first,
Then taught him grace ain’t some sudden verse.
It’s a long refrain you hum in the dark,
Till the road stop lookin’ like a question mark.

I don’t idolize ghosts or borrow their skin,
I build new myths that can stand in the wind.
If the past knock loud, I answer calm—
I been steered by storms, still open-palmed.

[Final Hook – stripped, intimate]
Ride slow… let the night tell me more,
When the engine sigh and the doubts feel small.
I ain’t in a hurry—this land taught me—
Some truths show up when you don’t call.

Ride slow… yeah, that’s how I move,
Third Coast lullaby, midnight groove.
I don’t need applause for the ground I know—
I speak like the land…
and the land speak too.