Say What's Ill lyrics - Tory Lanez
If you could put your eyesight through my eye view
Swear you'd see it shorter than a shorty who's 5"2'
High cool palms through this paper I write through
'Bout that "Real Love" that a Mary J. Blige do
I do things for shorties who's eyes blue
But her light skin red like Piru
And damn, I'm feeling like a plane
I'm just looking for a air-head shorty to fly through
And I sky through whips like a crash dummy
You cats funny, this rapping is my dad sonny
Lost the mother years back, don't ask money
Niggas who got religious will still blast for me
I'm back like fiends for the drug money
You dumb funny fuckers fronting like thugs buddy
Anyone with a flag can be a blood, but he won't be a blood when it comes to the sun dummy
Asking women, "Why your man counting ones honey?"
Without Wayne, he's still dealing with young money
And I been looking for a girl, so you can take three and lose two and still wouldn't be the one for me
I never wished for niggas to get it intertwined
The money 360°, even sitting in a line
I realize none of these niggas is friends of mine
Mel Gibson ain't the only nigga catching signs
You gotta understand I'm in a different mind
I'm Vince Carter 2x, I'm in a different prime
I got my fork and my knife like it's dinner time
Taking niggas greens like trees in the winter time
I feel lost with this pen of mine
I'm just talking, I ain't even begin to rhyme
I'm burning up rappers like [?]
Like a pimp at a strip club, you can get behind
Feel your mind change, in this diaphragm
It's all mind games, It's part of the diagram
And I sit back and watch time change
My frame cool in a room full of five lames
Mr. Nine chain wearing round my neck piece
SB fans in the winter with the fresh fleece
I'm X streets, [?] best be
In and out the slot like a USB
Crew freshly dressed [?]
Watch your M-A-N-V-M-E
But I can bring that fly shit right back
Make a broad say I'm bad like Mike Jack
Type of rappers wanna lie while I write facts
Sleeping on niggas, PJs and a night cap
You see, I'm cold as an ice rack
But I'm fresh out the mouth like a nice jab
I heard your pipe rap, Family Guy
I ain't sharp, one shot your brain marrow fly
But I can burn you mans alive
You faker than a human disguise
Just take it how two mans collide
I shine, I can take the sun from the South and leave Houston deprived
But, Houston, we got a P-R-oblem
Whether you are Batman or Robin
[?] in a room, a bafoon or a goon or a goblin
You are nothing but a joker in the city of Gotham
I feel I was tossed in this mix off
Shit got me puzzled like a jigsaw, shit, boy
We living it all like it's pish posh
But I'm feeling like a block, like Chris Bosh
To see succession or beat depression and leave recession
I got devilish style, I need to see the Reverend
I need a blessing to leave a lesson, to key in testing
'Cause I'm professional, born in a seminal
If I'm the envelope, you niggas the centerfold
I'm in heaven still tryna dodge the men below
I'm telling every girl that we can't elope
States boy getting peeled like antelope
And we ain't on the same level, the same stage
Still Fly like Drake, but we ain't on the same page
As far as the future sees
Welcome to the future, T.O
Welcome to the mixtape
Restricted Raven lyrics - Restricted Raven
I gotta get into my, uh
Story-telling state
It's like
Ayo, what happened last summer
It started with a text message saying
"Hey man, my name is Raven and we exchanged numbers
Sometime last night around the Government club"
Now I'm sittin 'here wondering "what?", 'cause I don't 'member that
But I sat back and played along with her
I logged on my phone, seen her face on Twitter
The voice in my brain saying "Lanez go on get her"
So I'm thinking with all that switching
Looking at my phone, no call back digits
Matter of fact, the phone call restricted
She won't come straight, so I'm all offended
But I let it down
'Cause just 'cause little mama call block didn't mean we couldn't mess around
So I kept on texting, but I shouldn't love her
And by now she had me open like a book cover
I mean shorty knew everything about me
She my ray of sunshine when it's cloudy
It's like shorty my 3-1 without 3
And then she questioned like "Do you heave a girlfriend?"
I said, "Nah, I'm as single as first head."
And even though I know I'm lying my pants off
Shorty too special just to give up the chance dawg
And I never seen Raven in person
But the pictures that she sent me are the whirlwind
And I would change my girlfriend for her sting
So I text her the question "Would you be mine?"
And then I sat back waiting for a reply
And then she text me
See I'm gon' show a lil' something that's gon blow through your sweet mind
She said, "Don't get me wrong, 'cause I ain't player hatin'
But it's your girlfriend nigga, I was playing Raven
The whole time it was me on the phone
Well I know that you ain't faithful, I'm 'a leave you alone
So uh, to end it off nigga here is my one note
The dream love me and you had is done for
Now this is how I lost a good girl to a dumb phone
You have no messages
Go Hard lyrics - Tory Lanez
Yeah
Uh huh
It's T Lanez
You already know who it is I shouldn't have even said that
And I feel real good, baby
You know what I mean
I look around and there ain't too much of y'all
But I guess when you fly as me you 100,000 feet in the air you don't really see population
Yeah
Look
I got 'em open like a fresh pair of eyelids
And yeah I'm on my fly shit and I could blow ya mind quick
Call me the sidekick
Chillin' on a island with five chicks small like a hybrid
Ball like Mike did and now these niggas hatin' every idea
This '09 year y'all gon cry tears
If famous wear a shirt that say "I rap" you should wear a shirt that says "I fear"
I feel
I scare rappers like a motherfucking virus
Her head up in the cloud and I'm the motherfucking pilot
And you ain't getting the same green I get
I mean I get so much green it's like I'm Irish
High glis' on my wrist and you can see the camera shoot
The CD gettin' spins it's Mr. Crash Bandicoot
The [?] like damn the goose
You don't want a band to do
Then yeah I got a plan and your man is what you plan to lose
Yup
Yeah I swear I fucking does it
I fuck Hillary Duff make it cheaper by the dozen
I don't mean to quote Drake, but I pop Rosé
Trey Songz ain't long I'm the mortherfucking man
Catch me in the cut I throw a motherfucking grand
Do 'em like [?] and throw it for the cam
I'm just tryna make you niggas understand
I got goons that'll make you niggas do the running man
Baby I ain't never need it
Couple kickass Lamborghinis
Something fly up on my feet (I go hard)
Ladies see me when you see me
On the CD or a TV
I'm a fly, gassed nigga (I go hard)
And when I climb up down the cove
This wet up to my leg and tell my niggas what it do (I go hard)
You could say I'm in the wrong but I'ma go hard until I'm gone motherfucker (I go hard)
Yeah bitch I go (hard)
Yeah bitch I go (hard)
And my fit is so (hard)
And my sneakers so (hard)
And my class is so (hard)
And my bag is so (hard)
And your girl is so (hard)
'Cause she keep the dick (hard)
Yeah you know I'm on (hard)
Yeah you know I stay (hard)
Wit' your bitch I go (hard)
'Cause she keep the dick (hard)
And my fit is so (hard)
Yeah bitch I'm so (hard)
Yeah bitch I'm so (hard)
Yeah bitch (I go hard)
Yeah
I'm what you niggas tryna be man
It ain't the seafood when I give ya chick the seaman
See my last chick she stay up on some past shits
But I don't take the ex like I never did E, man
Yeah
I'm hotter than the summer season
I burn a hater mouth like the south jerk seasonin'
And I ball for no reason, teasin'
Do nothing with these hoes but I beat 'em like reason
Yeah
See y'all little no wheezin'
If opposites is sick then my diamonds make 'em queezin'
For the cats who?
Hate me nigga that's you
'Cause hatin' stick to me like a tattoo
Catch who?
Y'all niggas never had that dude
I fuck with brown hunnids nigga y'all niggas catch blue
Had who the fuck stash dudes in the black coupe
I do
Act loose
Hit one of your friends and it's some black tubes
Yeah, call Mr. Gun Knife Lanez
I call me Mr. "Damn He Done Fucked My Dame"
It's lil' nigga that you thought was so lame
It's this ill lil' nigga that'll go insane
Yeah
And when I go insane, I do a bitch pinky and catch a lotta brain
I'm just a fly nigga overload
And clothes expose like the Oprah Show
Baby I ain't never need it
Couple kickass Lamborghinis
Something fly up on my feet (I go hard)
Ladies see me when you see me
On the CD or a TV
I'm a fly, gassed nigga (I go hard)
And when I climb up down the cove
This wet up to my leg and tell my niggas what it do (I go hard)
You could say I'm in the wrong but I'ma go hard until I'm gone motherfucker
I go hard, hard, hard, hard
I go hard, hard, hard, hard
I go hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard
I go hard
Liquor lyrics - Tory Lanez
Yeah
I mean I get it with a fake ID though ya understand
Plus I'm the man
Yeah
It's when them lights get lower
Liquor get on it and them visions get slower
Chickens get [?] and women they wanna show up
Any damn lady in the spots got a aura
Hold I'm fucking this ho and it's so nuts
Lookin' at the women my head spinning like donuts
Like cold cuts the way these chickens is swole up
I rose up, white Nikes and low cuts
Whoa, what
I can't even hear that
Chillin' off the shots you can show me where the bear at
I stare catch ladies say that he a weird cat
Swinging with them [?] you can show me where the glare at
All these islands say icons mixed with my diamonds I can't even drive home
Give the keys to my mans up front 'cause he just tryna get a milli like I'm Bangladesh
And yes
And when them lights get low
You could catch 'em in the cut around the corner past 3
I was saying Henny on the shots but the Demi and the Remy on the rocks
Getting tipsy off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
I see mami, she lean on me that Lamborghini
See me and see me she see me treat me that greeny kiwi
Peaches and creamy I see that she been eatin' her Wheaties
In [?] she be bikini reading my CD
I get get some lust and illusion
Hallucinating off this frostberry fusion
This new music duck low and move it
Touch flow then lose it
Dumb down like [?]
More boss than a new bitch
Shawty goin' low got me feeling so foolish
Get it, I get fly in my new kicks
Spitting like I'm toothless, look better than two tits
Now whose chick is that one?
'Cause damn son, gotta get up out it then spit up on it like cat guns
'Cause that one could be the one
Maybe I'm just tipsy of the licky forget it
Never mind one
And when them lights get low
You could catch 'em in the cut around the corner past 3
I was saying Henny on the shots but the Demi and the Remy on the rocks
Getting tipsy off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Off the liquor
Internet Girl lyrics - Tory Lanez
Bitch
Uh, yeah
You know what I mean
I mean this one right her had to be dedicated
To you, on your CPU
This is like that 1995 Zapp & Roger Computer Love type shit right
Shout out to Trey man that nigga know what it is
Uh
Uh
I got a Myspace lady and a Facebook girl
And a shorty on Twitter and I swear that's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
So get on MSN baby if you live around the world
And I gotta fuck better
She gon' be my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
Anytime I go, I wanna go right back (Oh!)
She sent me explicit messages on my iChat
And to my webcam shorty rolled her eyes back
I'm tryna get it hit it in it like how's that
I be on the road and she be with a lame dude
Searching on my phone and I can't even blame you
I wanna get wit' her, I seen her on Twitter
Soon a nigga hit her and I'm 'bout to get her
She got me like yeah
Little mama you should get used to me
Lookin' at my Myspace, bag around Louis V
Usually, maybe lady I still like two or three
Days you amazed when I hop in your computer screen
'Cause I'm a different kind of fella
She sicker than salmonella, I'm thinking I better tell her
If ever I gotta go, hit me on my blogspot
Crystal, Sarah, Jessica, I'ma email all y'all
I got a Myspace lady and a Facebook girl
And a shorty on Twitter and I swear that's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
So get on MSN baby if you live around the world
And I gotta fuck better
She gon' be my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
And everytime I go, I wanna come right back (Oh!)
She sent me explicit messages on my iMac
Watch her do her thing, watch her do her thing
Watch her do her thing, watch her do her thing
And your main picture is so wild
I am on my laptop, lookin' up your profile
She got a display pic, change it like flows yeah
I can see your friends if I click the link and scroll down
And I see she got a sister that dress to impress the niggas and taggin' the ones she's into
I kid and I kid you not, she livin' up in the lot
Two women live in the spot
Her status is on the dot
And nowadays ladies say that I'm a crook man
Book face, face book, got my Facebook man
So if you wit' it we'll get into it girl, intimate
Or you can just end up as my internet girl
I got a Myspace lady and a Facebook girl
And a shorty on Twitter and I swear that's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
So get on MSN baby if you live around the world
And I gotta fuck better
She gon' be my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
Anytime I go, I wanna go right back
She send me hearts in my messages and I like that
She got me fiendin' and waiting for her to write back
Hold up she just sent a video to my iMac
And she do her thing, she can do her thing
She can do her thing, she can do her thing
Shorty put it on me, me
Uh
And shorty got me on her ringtone
She is more confusing than a Blackberry pin code
Uh, What?
I fuck you like a nympho, I'ma get her info, we gon' get it in though
Uh uh
Ladies supportin' me on YouTube I'ma thank all y'all
All of y'all is too cute
See me like Blue's Clues
Jimmys like Choo shoes
If you got a man tell him run it like Scooby Doo
I got a Myspace lady and a Facebook girl
And a shorty on Twitter and I swear that's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
So get on MSN baby if you live around the world
And I gotta fuck better
She gon' be my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
That's my internet girl
We Just Ride lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. RUSSELL!)
[RUSSELL:]
You can catch me in an orange bandanna with a swagger elite
In a normal whip, sittin in the passenger seat
And maybe you can roll with me, cruisin down the whole city
So pretty, just chillin and bumpin old Biggie
With my boy, got his G2, [?]
Drove around the city's from T.O to Mississauga
We never look back, we face the road
Just a couple young teens with no place to go
I took the transit but soon I got enough after
I hated paying 3 dollars for a bus transfer
So I would sit up in a whip with my dude
And tell em, when I'm famous, I'mma get him a new
Clean whip to cruise the streets, in that, I'd be a live threat
But he'd be up under the wheel, 'cause I don't drive yet
Talkin bout the future, when I'm blown up and that
So I can go and turn that lil' tiny whip to a Phantom
We just ride, cops see under the dash
Through your hand back, I promised the rest
We just ride, know we do it and run it
Just chill on the road, while music be bumpin
[Tory Lanez:]
And you can catch me in my Ralph Laurens
So look out for me, spot me by the balcony
Rather be on my different ish, louder than your little sister is
Mister Mister take your little sister from her innocents
Yeah, I swear I'm feelin bigger than ever
Since I've been thinkin propellers
Make a fella fly, like damn, man, I get hella high
I be higher than an addict in the sky
My cool fool's super cool fools shoes on
Blue armored whip crush like croutons
My whole crew arms, I think I might do time
We used to skateboard, and matter a fact, we hated cars
I laugh about it 'cause I'm older now
And now them windows getting colder and skateboards don't hold you down
Be what I be, I'm layed back gettin them aged racks
I'm famous, Maybachs in my lane, you feel me
Tory!
[RUSSELL:]
We just ride, cops see under the dash
Through your hand back, I promised the rest
We just ride, know we do it and run it
Just chill on the road, while music be bumpin
Getaway lyrics - Tory Lanez
Ha ha, uh
Yeah
Nah, I mean I gotta keep it 100 percent real on this song
Sometimes I just wanna get away from everything, you know what I mean?
Think I need a vacation or somethin', uh
I wake up in the morning, life has got a nigga stressed out (Stressed out), stressed out
From the living room I hear my father telling, yelling, "Get out of this house" (Whoa-oh)
He tells me, "Son, you need a J-O-B"
And then I say, "Dad, man, that ain't for me"
And really I know he ain't havin' that
And says you're gonna need money to fill your habitat
Look in his eyes, I see deep stressin'
Plus, my mother died and that's a depression
On top of that, here comes the weed session
So I smoke and get high
And sometimes I wanna getaway, getaway
Sometimes I wanna getaway, getaway
Every day I need a getaway, getaway
(I gotta get away, I just gotta get away)
And I just gotta get away, get away
My teacher says I'm kicked out
So I ain't doin' shit now
And plus, I just caught a case
Sometimes I feel my future's bein' thrown away
Out the door without a pause
I'm outta options
And watchin' all the kids graduate
While I'm sittin' in class, I'm in a angry state
My state of mind, I'm wastin' time
I feel like I ain't even close like it's a waitin' line
I just wanna skip but people tell me wait in line
So I smoke and get high
And sometimes I wanna getaway, getaway
Sometimes I wanna getaway, getaway
Every day I need a getaway, getaway
My new girl is trippin' out
Because I'm always dippin' out
Callin' my phone like, "You know what this shit's about"
And I say "Easy, that's some shit you could forget about"
But she don't listen, she keep on bitchin'
And I think, think, is it all worth it?
'Cause baby girl know I'ma be a star
So she can't leave me now, she believe that I'm creepin' dog
I try to tell her I ain't doin' that
But she don't listen, she just listen to her stupid friends
And then she goes, I hang up the phone
Can't deal wit' it, she can't
I just smoke and get high
And sometimes I wanna getaway, getaway
Sometimes I wanna getaway, getaway
Every day I need a getaway, getaway
(I gotta get away, I just gotta get away)
And I just gotta get away, get away
Can't Stop Me Freestyle lyrics - Tory Lanez
I'ma show you how to do this, son
Hahaha
It's what it is
N-Rimes what up?
I got us, baby
They gon' have to sign us real soon right?
Brooks what up? Montree what up?
Real City TV, ha, uh
Them trap niggas can't stop me, I'm on top of the globe
And my writtens on top of the stove, I stay on top of the floor
Shots hot, ring the top of your dome
How the fast paced niggas can't copy the flow?
Though I carry the city on my backbone
Whenever I'm in it, the kids like that's home
I may be youngin but sonnin', yeah the cash grown
See me, savor the moment like the last moan, uh
And I ain't loafed and I been waitin'
I stacks money to the ceiling, feelin' impatient
This ain't tag but I gettin' what you been chasin'
Your chain fake, you see the foil and tin plating
Can't get none of the women that I been dated
I could take all of your women, get 'em invaded
Fuck wit' Benjamins, nigga, you gettin' 10 faces
Got the haters red and yellow like Timb laces
You got it wrong if you tryn' take me out
Count rip a track if you tore your girl weave out
What up Sess? Yes, what up B?
They can't shut up me
They like what up T? Oh
Or is I?
Haters can't see me, I am too far inside
Came in the game and niggas was like wizzah
Y'all can't soar me out, y'all niggas no Star Wars jedis
Bet I carry the game, I'm the scariest thing
And if I ever get a dame, she be married to flame, damn
Let me give you my thyroid
I'm so big, it's like my name's on steroids
Therefore, I don't wanna hear boys
Drop tracks all year, that's all year noise
And if it be mister Drake at the top, nigga
Guard your rank, I'm comin' for your spot, nigga
Friendly fire, whatever, I'm a hot nigga
Lookin' for a TDot chick that's got a fly figure
Filet getter, I said I'm a yay spitter
'Cause Lanez can take your chick and plant DNA in her
Yeah, and that's that
Cats is ass lacks, facts
Nah, niggas is shittin' like add lax, uh
Fuck a plaque, man, give me my shine
I need blocks, nigga, TDot city is mine
Nigga, nigga
I could make four more mixtapes off memory, nigga
Y'all ain't never gon' be better than me
I'ma do this 'til I'm 80, nigga
Words of a wise man, uh
And y'all niggas know what it is
You see, it's elimination time
All the real niggas stay and the fake niggas go, you dig?
This the flow that ended your career, nigga, you know what it is
Uh
I'm aimin' for the top, boy
N-Rimes, I see you, Freddy Fame what up?
All the niggas I fuck with, already know they fuckin' with me so I ain't gotta worry about that
Look out for my nigga Mo Green, free my brother Sos
Brooks what up? Montree
Real City TV what's good, baby?
I feel nice
And I'ma end it on that one, holla
Caucasian Girls lyrics - Tory Lanez
Uh
Well, basically I'm doin' this for my white girls (Uh, uh-uh-uh)
I mean it got that old school feel to it so I'ma go old school
Shawty like my 9 to 5, she my dine for nine
And keep me flyer than a Honda ride, I'm like (Word)
Just like that Honda ride, I might swerve
But it seem all the ice on my Nikes is iceberg
I like my light, real tight girlfriend with a white girl that like girls
Type that and give me my night swirl
I called her in the bed like how you finna do that?
You my next diva, breath sweeter than Similac
Wit' your green eyes, niggas spot out your mean thighs
Hit the scene like we could chill in the three five
If you wanna bring Donna, we'll smoke the marijuana, it's on
Throw some rake up so that grown shit don't
I'm a new cat bringin' that old school back
These broads get cancelled like Nino in New Jack
For really, you gotta feel me
I'm illy as Ray Nance, it's Lanez, bitch
And girl, tell me what's your name, ain't that
Caucasian girls all over me
Came and you changed my world
And you loved someone
That's my Caucasian girl
She came and she changed my world
With a love so real
I know I like my all Asians, black chicks and Caucasians
And Latinas nothin' less than divine
Butter pecan, Puerto Ricans
Like that say, "Ay, mira"
Then I beat it out the freezer
I'm fresh, nigga
You feel it in your chest, nigga
Vanilla chicks is the best
Gets my dick in duress
I'm on some fly shit
Drivin' two in a nine whip
If you don't like me, nigga, then hop off of my (Dick)
I tell 'em just like that
Can't even stare, man, these motherfuckers just might rat, right
Tan line, listen to Frank White, hit the bank tight
You gon' show me the plan (Right?)
Red Bree, never wear your hair in weave
But I got a lotta dollars, what appears to be on
It ain't I time I ain't pickin' the game
Look at the bigger picture, baby, I'll miss ya, it's Lanez, holla
Caucasian girls all over me
Came and you changed my world
And you loved someone
That's my Caucasian girl
She came and she changed my world
With a love so real
I'm lookin' for miss Library
You're stirrin' the high berry
And ice and nine cherries
And lightin' the nine scary
I might get high very 'cause really, I'm low do
Hit the photo, baby, just wait 'til that door close
Back in '92 when I was playin' it roughly
The earth's got burst so it's negative puppy, uh
And schoolgirls used to call me ugly
Made it to the big leagues and they all wanna fuck me
Around 1 AM we was at the club
1:15 showed your boy some love
Around 3 AM I took her back to the house
She say she wanna lay down, I threw her ass on the couch
Now it's 4 AM, she was feelin' the kid
Around 4:03 now I'm dickin' her ribs
Around 5 AM, started lippin' her mouth
About 5:09 I was kickin' her out
Yo, big money, sonny thinkin' that shit's funny
I get in your rib, honey, like somethin' you did funny, gotta love me
If you don't then I don't know better
It's awkward like the coat without the rose gold sweater, I'm gone
Caucasian girls all over me
Came and you changed my world
And you loved someone
That's my Caucasian girl
She came and she changed my world
With a love so real
Unstoppable Freestyle lyrics - Tory Lanez
Uh, yeah
Now normally I'll
I usually start rappin' on the first verse, yeah
But you guys gotta understand is that, uh
I'm the motherfuckin' man
And I do what the fuck I wanna do
Yeah, ahahaha, yeah
Sing to me, yeah
Nah, I'ma wait 'til the next chorus comes in
And I'ma bang 'em out the Chevy, hahahaha
Yeah, uh
Man, I mean I gotta be the hottest if it isn't you, right?
Yeah, haha
Sing to me
I got to be unstoppable (Yeah)
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie (Man, y'all ain't ready)
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie (Ain't y'all)
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable (Yo Rimes, turn my mic up a lil' bit)
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie (Nah, I'm dead serious, a'ight there it go)
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie (Yeah)
Look, my name is Lanez, I'm fly as fuck
I'm mean I'm flyer than anybody flying up
I ain't got no swagger up, but I got my dagger tucked
Catch a nigga with the .9 nine times, when the skyline shine yo' time is up
I'm back, nigga, do you know what that is?
That mean that my swag is much sharper than any cactus is
I got some actresses, couple of mattresses
So if you wanna get it crackin' we'll get back to biz
Niggas can never see me, I am all around the globe
Got some women in bikinis that I picked up at a show
And much a teenyboppers see me magazinin' so they blow me like Katrina or a smoker blowin' trees out of his nose
Know T.I.P. is where I be, you P.I.E., that's if you hatin'
Thinkin' I get phony, homie must got me mistaken
Superman cape, yeah, I'm apin' like bathing
On a skyscraper, chest beatin' and I'm screaming
I got to be unstoppable (Hahahaha, uh)
I got to be unstoppable (Aha, aha)
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie (It's check)
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie (Turn the lights low)
I got to be unstoppable (I mean)
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
(Aha, it's the part where I talk a lot of shit)
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Look, yo' name is hater, my name is Lanez
I come through and I take your dame
Nah, I'm joking, hahaha
I ain't even freestyling
You know what I mean? Aha
Understand the T.L 2 T.O mixtape's coming out
This summer, yeah
And y'all niggas talkin' shit behind your lil' computer screens, kill yourself
Closer lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Goapele)
Yeah, you know
I used to think about it as child, like
What would it really be like if I actually got up there
You know, with the stars?
All the fame, laughs
Uh, this all started when me and my mama in arguments
Swear we gon' live in apartments
Job offerings would never dance on ahead, like
Feeling like a deer in front of whips without the headlights
Mama cried tears from the trouble with the feds like
Something's stopping this drive, like a red light
I just wanna be more than my mama see
'Cause honestly I'm tired of the street crime
Grind every day of the week I, she creeps high
And do whatever I like, like T.I
See, I know I fucked up in the past
And your heart chips breaks like a cup or a glass
But, I'm right here mama
So wipe your tears mama
You would see your nephew a new Nike Airs
I'ma be here 'til I never see tears
And give you that truck that's detailed with each tale
Cop ya a little house on the hill
It's too bad you ain't here
Yeah, I see mama, to the dream, mama, L-U-V mama, R-I-P mama
You probably can't hear me but I miss ya
'Cause all you left me with was a picture
Yeah, whatever it seems
It's like your death got a car that drives into my dreams
But I'm going higher
Closer to my dreams
I'm going higher and higher
I can almost reach
Sometimes you just have to let it go (let it go)
Leaving all my fears to burn and die
Push them all away so I can move on
Closer to my dreams
Feel it all over my being, in my being
Close your eyes and seek what you believe
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