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Correct Villarosa (FWYS) Lyrics
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Correct Villarosa (FWYS)
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[Verse 1: Gio Quintos] Puff a piece, through my piece I’m Da Vinci with the third eye Reaching for my dreams, I’m a nice guy Sky’s the limit, I can’t stand to quit it Get with it on my funky shit, I’m too sadistic, came to kill with Deadly aim and disdain for the game I don’t play From what you say man, I came to make a statement I know I’m heavenly hated but heaven knows I am the greatest Hello to my haters, feel my flow when I know you taste it Young Killa from Manila with a dealer's soul, I glow indigo Couldn’t show with your GoPro Even in slow-mo, go for broke Been livin’ life la vida loca I rolled the dice of weed and coca My momma is a chain smoker And papa died from a Villarosa Popped shots to the head and the game was over I’m the bastard son of politics and dirty money, man Smiles in my country it’s the furthest thing from funny And the President is bubbly, and all my people are hungry And all the evil’s around me Around you the eagles don’t fly free We clip wings so big things that shit, don’t stick Unless you thinkin’ on the brink of better things blinking Sick in the system Rise and resist ‘em Grip with a pistol, whip them and flip some cheat like Dimsum Can’t be free to stay dumb I hate vacations and stay on my front like Fuck what you say I’ve been cleanin’ all my sins away Trying to find a better place Bring your folk and taste the grace I hope I’m not too late to break the bank or lace the cake with (?) like I know you hate me I know you hate me I know you hate me So I go, so I go So I go, so I go [Hook: Gio Quintos & Erica Tolentino] Fuck what you say I don’t care what you do Let us have my own way I’ve been making my moves Like, fuck what you say, man (Repeat) [Verse 2: Curtismith] Paint of a picture of my pain, mama, I’m ashamed, took a picture of the liquor to forget about the stains Pop was like a train, had a son that’s such a lame Ever since he saw you brain dead, nothing’s been the same Everything is changed and I’m lost The game’s got a cost and I gain what I can cause I aim to be the voices that I listen to And they say to stay the course I pray you pave the way that makes me glisten like the stars They say the world is yours They say the words to save the world is listen to the Lord I see that as a flaw I’m waiting ’til the day that I get to say that to the source I’m looking for direction like the way they face the mosque I’m lost And I’m so psychosomatic I might go like I’m Michael on the day I leave the planet I’m an addict on the mic And they tell me I’ma have it I’m following my dreams towards something I can’t fathom They say to chase your passions, but is that really true I’m just a young man that is looking for the truth I’m trying to make a plan, you can hear it through the booth And I plan to trust the Man, can I put my faith in you? You, with the a-s after Jud You, you don’t strike me as a dude who would ever give a fuck of the things I’d have to say Maybe you might give a fuck if there was pussy on my face But hey I ain’t one to judge Tell me that I’m stupid ‘cause I study in The One Tell me that I’m ruthless ‘cause I’m never giving up And tell me I can’t do this I ain’t ever give a fuck [Hook: Gio Quintos] Fuck what you say I don’t care what you do Let us have my own way I’ve been making my moves Like, fuck what you say, man (Repeat)
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