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virtue o.s.o - xanman lyrics

[hook: virtue o.s.o & (young mu$ty)]
i think the xanman callin’
let my phone rang and rang (rang and rang)
too many homies fallin’, sh+t i rather wake & bake
i think the xanman callin’
let my phone rang and rang (rang and rang)
too many homies fallin,’ sh+t i rather wake & bake

[verse 1: virtue o.s.o]
i’m desensitized, i’ve been generalized
i’ve been stereotyped, it feel like genocide
rights ain’t exercised, b+tch i’m specialized
(lay a hunnid round on the ground)
i must emphasize, i’m desensitized
recognize, you reckon i
b+tch who am i? don’t scrutinize the truest guy
middle fingers to the coppers and the choppers when they watch us
all this all this blind trauma from the years
it make me wanna ba+da+da+da+da+da (pow!)
but my mind is somewhere else
i smoke kid cudi for my health
it’s hoes with druggies in hotels
got ace of spades and hova yell
“you fine as f+ck but give me h+ll” (no)
d+ck that made her dwell soundin’ like adele (h+llo)
i got real n+gga problems, got a b+tch from guatemala
i must multiply my dollar, that’s on mommas
it’s too much drama, i need nirvana
pass me the vodka, the tito’s
and a hoe look like madonna (all i want)
[hook: virtue o.s.o & (young mu$ty)]
i think the xanman callin’
let my phone rang and rang (rang and rang)
too many homies fallin’, sh+t i rather wake & bake
i think the xanman callin’
let my phone rang and rang (rang and rang)
too many homies fallin’, sh+t i rather wake & bake

[verse 2: young mu$ty]
i hear the xanman callin’ i pick up the phone
knocks by the front, i think he at the door
if the xanman callin’ i won’t miss any calls
blind to the pain hitting keys like ray charles
one after one like a drug connoisseur, entrepreneur
the way i manure through the mud like a sewer
put my d+ck in and screw her, like a skewer
her p+ssy juice is pure (big pure)
slurp it with a straw, then i eat if for desert
she can’t say a word (word), word to marty byrde
she keep it low+key, keep the kilos in her purse
shout out lowlokey, word to z for put+in+work
addicted to the struggle had to get it out the dirt
sit back and observe, gifted with a curse (curse)

[hook: virtue o.s.o & (young mu$ty)]
i think the xanman callin’
let my phone rang and rang (rang and rang)
too many homies fallin,’ sh+t i rather wake & bake
i think the xanman callin’
let my phone rang and rang (rang and rang)
too many homies fallin,’ sh+t i rather wake & bake
[outro]

- virtue o s o lyrics

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