Fly Enough To Be Virgil Lyrics DC The Don
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The way the driver outside, you would think a *** play for the Major League
Balenciaga got me tip-toeing ’round the crib while yo’ *** fake sleep
I could never trust a rat *** outside snitchin’ on Say Cheese
You should see the way we livin’ now, a condo in the sky, I’m feelin’ eight feet (Yeah)
Fifty floors up ***, somewhere in the sky, but I’m standin’ ten toes
Have you ever had a *** cryin’, all you everythin’ she had to live for?
Lamborghini, LaFerrari, make her duck her head, ’cause sh_ gotta sit low
Remember days I was *** poor, so I promis_d I would never miss, no (Yeah)
GTA, I’m usin’ cheat codes, put a combo in to make her leave, woah (Yeah)
All I needed was a deep throat, now I’m ridin’ round, smokin’ petrol
Textin’ me like I’m a ***, had to tell this *** that I was Steve-O (Yeah)
Now shorty speakin’ my lingo, told her, “Thanks, bae, that *** was fuego” (***)
That’s another body, so it’s case closed
It ain’t easy as it seems, swervin’ on them beans, so I need to lay low (Woah)
Now shorty turn into a fein’, try to crash the residence so now the gate closed (Woah)
My old hoes turned to new opps, so security stayin’ on the payroll (Woah, woah, woah, ***)
Tryna cause more stress, blowin’ smoke in the air
Can I catch my breath? (Woah)
Uh, like, roll another wood when it’s not goin’ good, uh
Hit it out the park, uh, feel like Tiger Woods
Uh, on the move so ***’ ***, I’m dodgin’ every hurdle, uh (Yeah)
Had a vision then I made it happen, now my heart bleedin’ out purple, uh (Oh)
Let the ***’ choir sing while I’m on the scene, screamin’ bloody ***, uh (Yeah)
I swear I’m livin’ in a dream, wonderin’ if I’m fly enough to be Virgil
Or *** enough to field goal, or real enough to right wrongs
Or man enough to feel embarrassed when I speak the truth in every single song, uh
A false prophet tried to tell me “It’s about the money, ***, *** the purpose”
So *** it, I just love the Nina, then I *** it back and hit his cervix (Fah, fah)
And it’s still partially my fault, uh
Tryna take a lot of me out of my ways (Yeah, yeah)
I just swerved off in that rain, but my tires all in the pavement (Yeah)
Then crash out in this place, where a lot of people don’t make it (Woah, woah)
The way the driver outside, you would think a *** play for the Major League
Balenciaga got me tip-toeing ’round the crib while yo’ *** fake sleep (Yeah)
I could never trust a rat *** outside snitchin’ on Say Cheese (Woo)
You should see the way we livin’ now, a condo in the sky, I’m feelin’ eight feet (Woah)
Fifty floors up ***, somewhere in the sky, but I’m standin’ ten toes
Have you ever had a *** cryin’, all you everythin’ she had to live for?
Lamborghini, LaFerrari, make her duck her head, ’cause she gotta sit low (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Remember days I was *** poor, so I promised I would never miss, no (Skrrt, skrrt)
What the ***?
Look at your bank account, what did you do today?
Did you go- Did you check your bank account? What the ***?
Is it too late? Is it too late?
You should see the face you makin’ at me right now
Did your mood change? Did your mood change?
I can only see this goin’ down one way (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
But let’s just keep it real (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Let’s just keep it real (Oh, oh, oh)
Let’s just keep it real, I can’t just say that I’m sorry
Know it’s not enough, I could say I’m sorry but I know it’s not enough
Said I’m doin’ too much, ah, doin’ too much
But I just gotta say it anyways
I’m sorry, my love
I’m sorry, it’s just not enough (Ooh)
I’m sorry, I could say it all day
I’m sorry, it’s just not enough for you
You, you, you
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
Let’s just keep it so real