My voice sittin' on these beats
This shit goes hand in hand
Looking at the competition
Keep punching above their weight
They think they good at hand to hand
But then we step into the ring
People lose sight of the plan
Mano-a-mano
We can talk this out man to man
Dealt with Iagos
I know I am who I am
Sometimes people look in the mirror knowing that it's a sham
But I see myself my ego spinning like a fan
Don't think I can land
I'm talking too much shit damn
Let me spend the summer making waves
While you get a tan
Your neck turning bronze while my neck glimmers gold
You boys never bending, always fold
This is getting old
Singer and a rapper
F*ck that
Tryna break the mould
Breathing fire nonetheless
My friends listen to my scriptures
Give a stank face
Means this shit is cold
Singing out "Just stay with me"
Shit still f*cking cold
I'm winning, they hate to see it
Didn't see me through the lulls
My mind in the gutter, nearly sold
Nearly gave it up
I nearly threw it all in the bin
F*ck that shit
I learned I wanna be a winner
I wasn't born to lose that's why I changed my name to Victor
My pride getting bigger
I feel like Kanye mixed with Bon Iver, I can't hold my liquor
Chief Keef the way my closet stacked like action figures
Truth or fiction
You can't even tell the difference
My voice still sound good
Victor Charlie in the cockpit
This a different level
These bitches have the time to complain
They on a different schedule
The ring finger match my chrome heart
Shit is heavy metal
I'm spitting from my arteries
My body never settle
Moving like LeBron in the heat
I'm just too hot to handle
My songs vivid like a Banksy
I'm a different Vandal
I need y'all to see me cause
I'm trying to leave the scene in shambles
Tryna make you understand
We building something worthwhile
Born with my mothers hands
I was quiet as a child
Now I'm speaking through this microphone
I got too much to say
I'm saying "I" too much
My ego dont know how to f*cking fade
Just my father's son
The ego just keeps getting in the way
"Blah Blah Blah"
Victor Charlie here to stay
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My voice sittin' on these beats
This shit goes hand in hand
Looking at the competition
Keep punching above their weight
They think they good at hand to hand
But then we step into the ring
People lose sight of the plan
Mano-a-mano
We can talk this out man to man
Dealt with Iagos
I know I am who I am
Sometimes people look in the mirror knowing that it's a sham
But I see myself my ego spinning like a fan
Don't think I can land
I'm talking too much shit damn
Let me spend the summer making waves
While you get a tan
Your neck turning bronze while my neck glimmers gold
You boys never bending, always fold
This is getting old
Singer and a rapper
F*ck that
Tryna break the mould
Breathing fire nonetheless
My friends listen to my scriptures
Give a stank face
Means this shit is cold
Singing out "Just stay with me"
Shit still f*cking cold
I'm winning, they hate to see it
Didn't see me through the lulls
My mind in the gutter, nearly sold
Nearly gave it up
I nearly threw it all in the bin
F*ck that shit
I learned I wanna be a winner
I wasn't born to lose that's why I changed my name to Victor
My pride getting bigger
I feel like Kanye mixed with Bon Iver, I can't hold my liquor
Chief Keef the way my closet stacked like action figures
Truth or fiction
You can't even tell the difference
My voice still sound good
Victor Charlie in the cockpit
This a different level
These bitches have the time to complain
They on a different schedule
The ring finger match my chrome heart
Shit is heavy metal
I'm spitting from my arteries
My body never settle
Moving like LeBron in the heat
I'm just too hot to handle
My songs vivid like a Banksy
I'm a different Vandal
I need y'all to see me cause
I'm trying to leave the scene in shambles
Tryna make you understand
We building something worthwhile
Born with my mothers hands
I was quiet as a child
Now I'm speaking through this microphone
I got too much to say
I'm saying "I" too much
My ego dont know how to f*cking fade
Just my father's son
The ego just keeps getting in the way
"Blah Blah Blah"
Victor Charlie here to stay
This shit goes hand in hand
Looking at the competition
Keep punching above their weight
They think they good at hand to hand
But then we step into the ring
People lose sight of the plan
Mano-a-mano
We can talk this out man to man
Dealt with Iagos
I know I am who I am
Sometimes people look in the mirror knowing that it's a sham
But I see myself my ego spinning like a fan
Don't think I can land
I'm talking too much shit damn
Let me spend the summer making waves
While you get a tan
Your neck turning bronze while my neck glimmers gold
You boys never bending, always fold
This is getting old
Singer and a rapper
F*ck that
Tryna break the mould
Breathing fire nonetheless
My friends listen to my scriptures
Give a stank face
Means this shit is cold
Singing out "Just stay with me"
Shit still f*cking cold
I'm winning, they hate to see it
Didn't see me through the lulls
My mind in the gutter, nearly sold
Nearly gave it up
I nearly threw it all in the bin
F*ck that shit
I learned I wanna be a winner
I wasn't born to lose that's why I changed my name to Victor
My pride getting bigger
I feel like Kanye mixed with Bon Iver, I can't hold my liquor
Chief Keef the way my closet stacked like action figures
Truth or fiction
You can't even tell the difference
My voice still sound good
Victor Charlie in the cockpit
This a different level
These bitches have the time to complain
They on a different schedule
The ring finger match my chrome heart
Shit is heavy metal
I'm spitting from my arteries
My body never settle
Moving like LeBron in the heat
I'm just too hot to handle
My songs vivid like a Banksy
I'm a different Vandal
I need y'all to see me cause
I'm trying to leave the scene in shambles
Tryna make you understand
We building something worthwhile
Born with my mothers hands
I was quiet as a child
Now I'm speaking through this microphone
I got too much to say
I'm saying "I" too much
My ego dont know how to f*cking fade
Just my father's son
The ego just keeps getting in the way
"Blah Blah Blah"
Victor Charlie here to stay
Writer: Joshua Huynh
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid