CorruptSound - Virtuoso
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Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah, Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah
Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah, Woah, Woah-
Bitch you funny
Look at my money
Made him sleep, he like a mummy
He like, “chill, I’m sorry”
Nah, Nah, but you thought you was the shit
Smack that motherfucker, put ‘em in a ditch
Make him reminisce, you not close to top 10
Headlocked ‘em, and then I spat on ‘em (spat on ‘em)
We not the same, I ain’t after ‘em (after 'em)
They after me, I don’t look up to ‘em
It was not up to me
God gave this shit to me
I was tortured mentally, physically, it was just mеant to be-
Woah, Woah (virtuoso)
Yeah, Yeah (virtuoso)
Woah, Woah (virtuoso)
Yеah, Yeah (virtuoso)
(Loco, loco, loco)
(They 'fucking with my flow though)
(hit 'em with the flow though)
(flow though-)
(I was fucked up, so Ion kno')
(They say that "he virtuoso")
(Man, you already know)
(Virtuoso)
Woah
Woah
And I, don't know how much more I can take
I'll give you all my blood just to take
I'll like my life by that lake
I'll build a home, just to stay
I swear I won't ever forget your name
Your place in my life, and all you meant to me
I feel I've wronged all those who meant to me
Now I'm drowning under bottles
How much more you can reach
When I'm sober, I feel nothing excites me
I'm just, being sincere, I love you my dear
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
And they fucking with my flow
Yeah, you know that I'm the goat
Fuck that, I'm not fuckin' hoes
And I, And I, And I-
And I put on my coat
Heading out, that's fo' sure
How the fuck you so immature
I'm putting up my armature
Cause from here, we won’t return
This is premature-
I’ll climb up this ladder, all you have to do is just endure
Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah (yeah)
Bitch you funny
Look at my money
Made him sleep, he like a mummy
He like, “chill, I’m sorry”
Nah, Nah, but you thought you was the shit
Smack that motherfucker, put ‘em in a ditch
Make him reminisce, you not close to top 10
Headlocked ‘em, and then I spat on ‘em
We not the same, I ain’t after ‘em
They after me, I don’t look up to ‘em
It was not up to me
God gave this shit to me (Uh)
(Yuh)
Bitch you funny
Look at my money
Made him sleep, he like a mummy
He like, “chill, I’m sorry”
Nah, Nah, but you thought you was the shit
Smack that motherfucker, put ‘em in a ditch
Make him reminisce, you not close to top 10
Headlocked ‘em-
Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah, Woah, Woah-
Bitch you funny
Look at my money
Made him sleep, he like a mummy
He like, “chill, I’m sorry”
Nah, Nah, but you thought you was the shit
Smack that motherfucker, put ‘em in a ditch
Make him reminisce, you not close to top 10
Headlocked ‘em, and then I spat on ‘em (spat on ‘em)
We not the same, I ain’t after ‘em (after 'em)
They after me, I don’t look up to ‘em
It was not up to me
God gave this shit to me
I was tortured mentally, physically, it was just mеant to be-
Woah, Woah (virtuoso)
Yeah, Yeah (virtuoso)
Woah, Woah (virtuoso)
Yеah, Yeah (virtuoso)
(Loco, loco, loco)
(They 'fucking with my flow though)
(hit 'em with the flow though)
(flow though-)
(I was fucked up, so Ion kno')
(They say that "he virtuoso")
(Man, you already know)
(Virtuoso)
Woah
Woah
And I, don't know how much more I can take
I'll give you all my blood just to take
I'll like my life by that lake
I'll build a home, just to stay
I swear I won't ever forget your name
Your place in my life, and all you meant to me
I feel I've wronged all those who meant to me
Now I'm drowning under bottles
How much more you can reach
When I'm sober, I feel nothing excites me
I'm just, being sincere, I love you my dear
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
And they fucking with my flow
Yeah, you know that I'm the goat
Fuck that, I'm not fuckin' hoes
And I, And I, And I-
And I put on my coat
Heading out, that's fo' sure
How the fuck you so immature
I'm putting up my armature
Cause from here, we won’t return
This is premature-
I’ll climb up this ladder, all you have to do is just endure
Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Woah, Woah, Yeah, Yeah (yeah)
Bitch you funny
Look at my money
Made him sleep, he like a mummy
He like, “chill, I’m sorry”
Nah, Nah, but you thought you was the shit
Smack that motherfucker, put ‘em in a ditch
Make him reminisce, you not close to top 10
Headlocked ‘em, and then I spat on ‘em
We not the same, I ain’t after ‘em
They after me, I don’t look up to ‘em
It was not up to me
God gave this shit to me (Uh)
(Yuh)
Bitch you funny
Look at my money
Made him sleep, he like a mummy
He like, “chill, I’m sorry”
Nah, Nah, but you thought you was the shit
Smack that motherfucker, put ‘em in a ditch
Make him reminisce, you not close to top 10
Headlocked ‘em-
