DC THE DON - FLY ENOUGH TO BE VIRGIL (Official Video)

DC returns with "FLY ENOUGH TO BE VIRGIL" from his highly anticipated album 'REBIRTH'. Watch his evolution into this new era!


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FLY ENOUGH TO BE VIRGIL

Yeah
The way the driver outside, you would think a nigga played for the major league
Balenciaga got me tip-toeing around the crib while your bitch fake sleep
I can never trust a rat nigga outside, snitchin' on Say Cheese
You should see the way we livin' now, condo in the sky, I'm feelin' eight feet
Fifty floors up high, somewhere in the sky, but I'm standin' ten toes
Have you ever had a bitch cryin' out you everything she had to live for?
Lamborghini, LaFerrari, make her duck her head, cause she gotta sit low
Remember days I was pissed pour, so I promise I'll never miss, no

GTA, I'm usin' cheat codes, put a combo in to make her leave, whoa
All I needed was her deep throat, now I'm ridin' around smokin' Petro
Texting me like I'm an asshole, had to tell this bitch that I was Steve-O
Now shawty speakin' my lingo, told her thanks bae, that shit was fuego
That’s another body, so it’s case closed
It ain't easy as it seems, swervin' on them beans, so I need to lay low
Now shawty turned into a fiend, tryna crash the residence, so now the gate closed
My old hoes turn to new opps, so security staying on the payroll
Tryna cause more stress, blowing smoke in the air
Can I catch my breath? And roll another wood, when it's not goin' good
Hit it out the park, feel like Tiger Woods
On the moon so fuckin' high, I'm dodgin' every hurdle
Had a vision, then I made it happen, now my heart bleedin' out purple
Let the fuckin' choir sing while I'm on the scene, screamin' bloody murder
I swear I'm livin' in a dream, wonder if I'm fly enough to be Virgil
Or high enough to feel gone, or real enough to right wrongs
Or man enough to feel embarrassed when I speak the truth in every single song
A false prophet tried to tell me it's about the money, nigga, fuck the purpose
So fuck it, I just load the nina, then I cock it back and hit his cervix
And it's still partially my fault
Tryna take a lot of me out of my ways, I just swerved off in that Wraith
Burnt my tires all on the pavement, then crashed out in this place
Where a lot of people don't make it

The way the driver outside, you would think a nigga played for the major league
Balenciaga got me tip-toeing around the crib while your bitch fake sleep
I can never trust a rat nigga outside, snitchin' on Say Cheese
You should see the way we livin' now, condo in the sky, I'm feelin' eight feet
Fifty floors up high, somewhere in the sky, but I'm standin' ten toes
Have you ever had a bitch cryin' out you everything she had to live for?
Lamborghini, LaFerrari, make her duck her head, cause she gotta sit low
Remember days I was pissed pour, so I promise I'll never miss, no

Is it too late? Is it too late?
You should see the face you makin' at me right now
Did your mood change? Did your mood change?
I can only see this goin' down one way
But let's just keep it real
Let's just keep it real
Let's just keep it real
I could just say that, I'm sorry
I know it's not enough
I could say, I'm sorry, but I know it's not enough
Said I'm doin' too much, doin' too much
But I just gotta say it anyways
I'm sorry, my love
I'm sorry, it's just not enough
I'm sorry, I could say it all day
I'm sorry, it's just not enough for you
Let's just keep it so real