Virtue

Lyrics
[Intro] (Jordan too wavy) Wait [Chorus] Patience is a virtue Let 'em too close, they might be the one tohurtyou You feelin' likesomebody cursed you Pray for a blessin'but nobody heard you Damn, like, yeah, I heard you Life a risk, gotta get over that hurdle Gotta get in your bag, Herschel Do the dash [?] [Verse] Make a movie, no commercial Back out, watch it dispersal, like I-I bust a move with that tan in my hand Up it, make you do a reversal, like I was popped, I ain't have a plan It was cold, I needed some thermals, like I took a L and added a V to it R.I.P. Virgil, like When you got nobody to call on No one to turn to, no one to lean on, like Ne-Never let the hate concern you, like They don't wanna see me be on I got a buzz, infinity beyond Gotta make it, put the team on, like Tuck' in the cut like Neosporin Send shots, they hot, they scorchin', like They was booin' but now they applaudin' Do this for days when I couldn't afford it, like Goin' up like I'm at a orbit Get you some money, then get you some more of it Get you some money, triple and quintuple it, like I know them hard times troublin', like You got the ball, can't fumble it, like You-You got the ball, can't drop it, wait TP, rock a nation like he Jay-Z I feel like I got the blueprint, like, wait Crodie got a new tan And that boy itchin' to use it, like When I'm spinnin' with Dupp', then you better duck Cuzzy liable to boom it, like .40 kickin' like Mbappé Make it messy when we step on the field, like Smoke will never clear, like Too much Lu-Lu in the air, like This the shit they wanna hear Nicky in my joints, ashes everywhere, like Heard you lookin' for some fun It's just me and the gang, pull up over here, like Lil' baddie got the buns She gon' make it clap, she gon' make it cheer, like Time, perseverance, like Hollows gon' fry him and sear him Walk in the spot, everything clearer Run it up, then make a disappearance, like Peanut butter seats like Jiffy Tan on my lap like a whole lotta [?], like Do the dash if they try to get me Hard times don't last, only the strong do, like [Chorus] Patience is a virtue Let 'em too close, they might be the one to hurt you You-You feelin' like somebody cursed you Pray for a blessin' but nobody heard you Damn, like, yeah, I heard you Life a risk, gotta get over that hurdle Gotta get in your bag, Herschel Do the dash [?]
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Credits
- Writers
- Quelly Woo