Victory
Get so high in the sky like Rio
So high in the sky like Eagle
Touch Kelly Green like I'm T.O.
Got colors in my cup like Mio
Turn my IG page to a Vevo
Still tryna forget you, CeeLo
Brembos look like they got peed on
Say I got flaws, ion see no flaws like I'm looking at John Cena
I'm perfect as far as she know
In a Bruce Wayne Jeep, huhhhh
Christian Bale, looking for Katie Holmes
You ain't gotta be so Two-Faced
Grill keep giving me toothaches
Busting it down like Blueface
Horseshoe pants full of Blu-rays
Pockets colored like a mood ring
Battle scars & Bentley Mulsannes
Diamonds hitting like the Blue Jays
I was just a little kid, iPod Touch loading up 2 Chainz
I was just on the bench; now, your whole career, score that sh_t in two games
Get so high to keep me grounded, don't wanna lose me
Checking in, but it's too late
You don't care, but it's cool babe
Pineapple Runtz, got a full tank
And if you got a problem, call me up, I ain't got nothing to do babe
Using me to prop you up, don't you feel no shame
Fishtail in the rain
To love you is pain
Don't you feel the same
Tears in this blunt, I set fire to the rain
See smoke right through the storm, I set fire to the rain
Airways full of runtz, I can hardly breathe
We both know Money Talks, and that sh_t ain't cheap, I'm Charlie Sheen
Yes, my love, I heard the price, and that sh_t sound fine to me
Be for real, I earned my stripes, earned my stripes like Mighty B
Way back when I'd cry & weep
Just me & my Nike sneaks
Some nights I'd cry to sleep
You could see my pride was beat
Limo tints for privacy cause sh_t get real behind the scenes
I would have brought my AirPods if I knew I'd hear you lie to me
Princess cuts, my wrist slashed up, like a rock star
110 in a 55, leave a cop car
Hit the gas, make the pipes sing, she's a pop star
Moral of the story; do it for the glory
& I'm not far
Have a way to go, haha
Now she do the most, she like all my posts, haha
You can't hit this roach, this sh_t make you choke, haha
Game on the line, Ima shoot & score, haha
@vlm2009
Written, performed, produced, mixed, mastered, by me
jalen #vlm - If I Had Flaws, You'd See 'Em Lyrics
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Victory
Get so high in the sky like Rio
So high in the sky like Eagle
Touch Kelly Green like I'm T.O.
Got colors in my cup like Mio
Turn my IG page to a Vevo
Still tryna forget you, CeeLo
Brembos look like they got peed on
Say I got flaws, ion see no flaws like I'm looking at John Cena
I'm perfect as far as she know
In a Bruce Wayne Jeep, huhhhh
Christian Bale, looking for Katie Holmes
You ain't gotta be so Two-Faced
Grill keep giving me toothaches
Busting it down like Blueface
Horseshoe pants full of Blu-rays
Pockets colored like a mood ring
Battle scars & Bentley Mulsannes
Diamonds hitting like the Blue Jays
I was just a little kid, iPod Touch loading up 2 Chainz
I was just on the bench; now, your whole career, score that sh_t in two games
Get so high to keep me grounded, don't wanna lose me
Checking in, but it's too late
You don't care, but it's cool babe
Pineapple Runtz, got a full tank
And if you got a problem, call me up, I ain't got nothing to do babe
Using me to prop you up, don't you feel no shame
Fishtail in the rain
To love you is pain
Don't you feel the same
Tears in this blunt, I set fire to the rain
See smoke right through the storm, I set fire to the rain
Airways full of runtz, I can hardly breathe
We both know Money Talks, and that sh_t ain't cheap, I'm Charlie Sheen
Yes, my love, I heard the price, and that sh_t sound fine to me
Be for real, I earned my stripes, earned my stripes like Mighty B
Way back when I'd cry & weep
Just me & my Nike sneaks
Some nights I'd cry to sleep
You could see my pride was beat
Limo tints for privacy cause sh_t get real behind the scenes
I would have brought my AirPods if I knew I'd hear you lie to me
Princess cuts, my wrist slashed up, like a rock star
110 in a 55, leave a cop car
Hit the gas, make the pipes sing, she's a pop star
Moral of the story; do it for the glory
& I'm not far
Have a way to go, haha
Now she do the most, she like all my posts, haha
You can't hit this roach, this sh_t make you choke, haha
Game on the line, Ima shoot & score, haha
@vlm2009
Written, performed, produced, mixed, mastered, by me
Get so high in the sky like Rio
So high in the sky like Eagle
Touch Kelly Green like I'm T.O.
Got colors in my cup like Mio
Turn my IG page to a Vevo
Still tryna forget you, CeeLo
Brembos look like they got peed on
Say I got flaws, ion see no flaws like I'm looking at John Cena
I'm perfect as far as she know
In a Bruce Wayne Jeep, huhhhh
Christian Bale, looking for Katie Holmes
You ain't gotta be so Two-Faced
Grill keep giving me toothaches
Busting it down like Blueface
Horseshoe pants full of Blu-rays
Pockets colored like a mood ring
Battle scars & Bentley Mulsannes
Diamonds hitting like the Blue Jays
I was just a little kid, iPod Touch loading up 2 Chainz
I was just on the bench; now, your whole career, score that sh_t in two games
Get so high to keep me grounded, don't wanna lose me
Checking in, but it's too late
You don't care, but it's cool babe
Pineapple Runtz, got a full tank
And if you got a problem, call me up, I ain't got nothing to do babe
Using me to prop you up, don't you feel no shame
Fishtail in the rain
To love you is pain
Don't you feel the same
Tears in this blunt, I set fire to the rain
See smoke right through the storm, I set fire to the rain
Airways full of runtz, I can hardly breathe
We both know Money Talks, and that sh_t ain't cheap, I'm Charlie Sheen
Yes, my love, I heard the price, and that sh_t sound fine to me
Be for real, I earned my stripes, earned my stripes like Mighty B
Way back when I'd cry & weep
Just me & my Nike sneaks
Some nights I'd cry to sleep
You could see my pride was beat
Limo tints for privacy cause sh_t get real behind the scenes
I would have brought my AirPods if I knew I'd hear you lie to me
Princess cuts, my wrist slashed up, like a rock star
110 in a 55, leave a cop car
Hit the gas, make the pipes sing, she's a pop star
Moral of the story; do it for the glory
& I'm not far
Have a way to go, haha
Now she do the most, she like all my posts, haha
You can't hit this roach, this sh_t make you choke, haha
Game on the line, Ima shoot & score, haha
@vlm2009
Written, performed, produced, mixed, mastered, by me
Writer: Jalen VLM
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