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virtuoso - corruptsound lyrics

[intro]
woah, woah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah
woah, woah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah*

[chorus]
b*tch 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 sh*t
smack that motherf*cker, 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 sh*t to me
i was tortured mentally, physically, it was just mеant to be*

[post*chorus]
woah, woah (virtuoso)
yeah, yeah (virtuoso)
woah, woah (virtuoso)
yеah, yeah (virtuoso)
(loco, loco, loco)
(they ‘f*cking with my flow though)
(hit ’em with the flow though)
(flow though*)
(i was f*cked up, so ion kno’)
(they say that “he virtuoso”)
(man, you already know)
(virtuoso)
[bridge]
woah
woah
and i, don’t know how much more i can take (take)
i’ll give you all my blood just to take (take)
i’ll live my life by that lake (by that lake)
i’ll build a home, just to stay (to stay)
i swear i won’t ever forget your name (your name)
your place in my life, and all you meant to me
i feel i’ve wronged all those who meant to me (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

[verse 1]
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
and they f*cking with my flow
yeah, you know that i’m the goat
f*ck that, i’m not f*ckin’ hoes

[verse 2]
and i, and i, and i*
and i put on my coat
heading out, that’s fo’ sure
how the f*ck 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)
[chorus]
b*tch 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 sh*t
smack that motherf*cker, 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 them
it was not up to me
god gave this sh*t to me (uh)

[outro]
(yuh)
b*tch 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 sh*t
smack that motherf*cker, put ‘em in a ditch
make him reminisce, you not close to top 10
headlocked ‘em*

- corruptsound lyrics

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