City Boy Summer lyrics - Tory Lanez

(He's a sweet soul brother)

Hahaha, uh

Yeah

Lil' Tory, uh

Yeah

I think they know what the fuck it is, nigga

I touched down in H-Town

Put my feet down like it's lava on the ground, baby

Yeah

First thing I'ma do, I'ma call my nigga Junior up

Aka call your jeweller 'cause you never got a Cuban tucked

I swear, haha

Rap a lot, you know what it is

We goin' to peep tings at the after spot

That's how I rock, baby

Been One Umbrella shit

Proud to have yellow mixed, nigga, you know how I get down, yeah

We literally outside too, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?

If you lookin' for me, I'm sayin' like

601 motherfucker, Richmond Ave., nigga

That's, that's where I'm at, nigga

Ha, uh

Had to check me a ho comin' down

Bail out money, I got my dawg off the ground

I might've sold brown but I sippin' on Doja

Fly city nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier

I fucked a ho then I left on her skis

Get her on cheese, I still iced pack her knees

'Cause that pussy bloody like it's set trippin'

The way it's wet and grippin', walkin' out, her leg limpin'

I got like two hoes doin' tricks and new shows

And with me four, tell my nigga Nyce, "Hit two more"

I might hit the Sprite with the ice and move slow

And I might even date a bitch for a month and move on

I'm a young nigga slashin'

Nigga be talkin' down but I be havin' it

The bad lil' bitches that used to diss me, throwin' that ass backwards

My ice chunky

I grew up right beside the junkies

I'm fuckin' that ho, with a prettier face, her ass is like a donkey

I be out East, fuck talking 'bout peace, it's 'bout beef

Where I'm from niggas talkin' down, we knockin' out teeth

That's right, I pulled one of your grill

A nigga comin' down in that Cullinan still

I got that screw in my cup and that Pimp C playin'

And your bitch will get fucked if your bitch keep playin'

I'm too ice for her life, what my wrists keep sayin'

Kill that pussy once or twice but I still keep slayin'

And I beat that pussy blue like I'm Tookie

I can't even lie, man, that bitch almost took me

Pro-athlete at the sex but I turned her to a rookie

I couldn't stop, turn in Tyson, I kept juggin'

I grizzled on that bitch like Rozay, yeah

Cry about a bitch, wow, my dawg I'm more player

I'm in that bitch gut like she got no naval

Say I'm a snack, lil' bitch, eat the whole table

Got this bitch strippin' so I threw some ass on her

So when niggas see her, can't nobody can pass on her

I bought her French tips, them heels and long kickers

Now she a deep curl, Brazilian long incher

And bring me my money

I got two red-headed hoes, two light skins, two dark skins

And two PlayBoy bunnies

I said single y'all divided but together y'all a fleet

I get cash in my seat but my house get no peace

I've been swangin', swervin'

Damn near hit the damn curb when I turned in

They ain't wanna see my Black ass in Surburban housin'

Walkin' outside and white folks see him, he sellin' ounces

All of my dawgs need counsellin' and bouncers

Walk in the mall buyin' shit, we can't pronounce yet

I got this cash, bitch, somebody please announce it

Just got that ass did, now she can't even bounce it

Diamonds cut you, you can't buy it, don't touch it

Got .30's and clutches, etcetera and then such

Extendo grips and Glock clips and chopsticks

My dawg like a janitor, just hand me the mopstick

Don't call my phone if you on some opp shit

Don't call my phone if you on some sob shit

Don't call my phone here, talkin' some hot shit

Don't call my phone, too much, get blocked, bitch

Lemon pepper stepper, tell me how my Pateky look

Yeah, I look good but not as good as my paper look

I got this Asian bitch, she do me good on the pedicure

Flip-flop flippers, that depend how the weather for, I'm gone

Fifty-five souls but them hoes know I'm on

I'm hopin' that my nigga Zero get to hear this song

So he can know I did this no wrong

In these figures, and church to my motherfuckin'-

Come Back To Me lyrics - Tory Lanez

She got someone that she sees late night, I know this

I'm just tryin' take that position from em'

We been talking on the low, I know one day you'll notice

I think I found her, she's so astoundin'

Everywhere she go, that music play, she looks so soundish

Niggas crowd around her, but that's ain't what she 'round for

Search around the world and I can't find what she surrounds me with

I know that she was made for me

I know that heaven must've saved you just for me

The way that I feel right now can't be coincidence

The way that you feel right now can't mean you're innocent

To all of the ones that have been in love with you

This is a fuck you to all you niggas

We had some good times, I've been in love with you

All of them good times, I wish them good times

Can come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Smoking loud and on patron, I'm in my zone, I'm in it

Ain't no one can stop this feeling that we got, no oh

You make it feel the way you used to feel back when we did it

Oh listen baby, top down in the winter your city baby, hey

How many shots does it take just to get you all on it?

Girl, how many moves I gotta make? I start to talk all honest

Girl I want you, can't help it if you need me, don't leave me

I'd be fucked up, I'm waiting

I say

To all of the ones that have been in love with you

This is a fuck you to all you niggas

We had some good times, I've been in love with you

All of them good times, I wish them good times

Can come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Controlla (Remix) lyrics - Tory Lanez

Fargo, get on some real yard shit come in on it like this

No one gyal can satisfy me

Mi need more fuel for the lime green

Mi nuh know one gyal can deny me

Mi know seh mi chain shiny but why pree?

Mi a controlla, young soldier, once over

Any man ah diss we ah get slumped over

Nuh fi scared of the ting, gyal come closer

You need fi come over

Bad man we nuh watch that

Even when mi need fi watch that

I got my gun on me

If mi ever need fi shot that

One time, yeah

One time for the rude boy, yeah, you know that

Hundred down on the new toy and you know that

I've been lookin' for you, baby

You need somebody wavy

300 down on the Wraith, I bought the whole thing

Young nigga gettin' this cake, it's not a joke ting

I'm that nigga and I'm wavy

These hoes never 'bout to play me, okay

And nuh wait for the ting, she ah push pon it

But I'm on it, shawty up on it

Come bruk it down and

Baby, I'm on it

Top down in the mornin', tell me you want it

She be fuckin' for a come up, I got no condoms

Hit my nigga on the low, "Ray, go get the condoms"

We poppin', we got the hoes, they pullin' up on us

But still I'ma keep it low 'cause shawty know I got it

Shawty know I'm on it

Pull up upon mi wanna rub up upon pon mi

Come fuck with the top shotta

Money on me

No, no likkle man can harm me

I'm on it

You know I got it on me but wait gyal

I've been lookin' for you, baby

You know that a nigga wavy

Top down in the Mercedes

Drop down for a young nigga, yeah-yeah-yeah

I've been lookin' for you, baby

You know that a nigga wavy

Top down in the Mercedes, yeah

No one gyal can satisfy me

Mi need more fuel for the lime green

Mi nuh know one gyal can deny me

Mi know seh mi chain shiny but why pree?

No one gyal can satisfy me

I need some fuel for the lime green

If we ah fuck gyal like you ah fuck man, you can't call man grimy

No-no, but wait, but wait

She ah go let me fuck soon

Wait, just wait

Uh-no-no

Why dem haffi break this ting down?

Yeah, Fargo

No one gyal can satisfy me

Mi need more fuel for the lime green

I'm smokin' on lava and pine tree

Them hoes, they can never deny me

And I need fi know all that you need me for

You're the one that I want in the club

After all, don't you see these hoes?

Nothin' like you, nothin' like you, nothin' like you

Convertible Burt lyrics - Tory Lanez & Kevin Gates

(Come in)

[Tory Lanez:]

Hop in that bitch and I go

I cannot stress this bitch no more

Fifty racks came outside from the mall

Still come kick down your door

I don't got no time for no fuck shit

All in the packet, lil' baby gon' bust it

All of my hunnids, they printed out blue

And they new and I knew it as soon as I touched it

Bad joint, hop out the whip

Let a nigga up it, I'ma up out the stick

Say you finna catch me in traffic

My little nigga in the backseat, shoot an opp out the whip

I ain't finna fuck shit, nah, nah, hop in that Scat and that's that

I made her put a whole ten in her bag

Used to talk real crazy to a nigga, but I made her put it back in her track

703, put the dice back down to the ground

But you know a nigga bettin' on me

Broke boy, he ain't got nothin' on me

I hop out the whip, I'm stuntin' on three

Niggas on dick and they hoverin'

I'm poppin' so hard, that bitch let my brother hit

Tropical water on me like I'm Fiji

I used to set that shit up on a PG

I know the scammers, the trappers, the killers

Tryna cop baby Pampers and some pillows

I'm with the Ace, smokin' gorilla

You see my jacket? This shit chinchilla

I just got back on road, now I'm iced up

Like I just got fifty outta DR

Sendin' you fuck boys to the ER

They say nobody poppin', bitch, well we are

Bitch, I might land in the strip in Miami

My bitch is gon' fuck me and never gon' dump me

Right out the dealer, I'm sendin' these pictures

Girl, and I know that they never gon' touch me

Bitch is go-happy, go-lucky

All of my niggas, they don't care, stand with no ducky

All of my rap friends, don't y'all come around shinin' that ice, my man might buck ya

Now that I'm all independent, I'm out of my label

I promise I play about nothin'

Ain't got no label restrictions or politics

Niggas, they talk and they play, I'ma bust it, ayy

Like how I jugg and I stick it, though

I got that green on my body like Piccolo

She wanna fuck with a gigolo

I'm hittin' these hoes, 'bout to deuce like Bigalow, ayy

Granite, I came out the dirt

Door on the Aventador slanted, I came out, I skrrt

Nigga, don't play on my turf

Play with this choppa, I bet this shit rain on your Earth

You want a wifey? You said that you'll give her your worth

I hit that shit, it was dirt

Then I slid off in a 'vert

Felt like Convertible Burt, ayy, uh, Tory

[Kevin Gates:]

Air Force 1s, NFL trainin'

In the game with an NFL trainer

Movin' pail, tracker on a trailblazer

Caught a sale, what a major bill changer

I'm in the lead in a league of my own

Supplyin' the peace, get a piece of me gone

I'm in the streets and they ringin' my phone (Hello?)

Surprisin' to me, I can't leave it alone

I'm in a sports car

Roll down the window and then I unfasten her sports bra

Don't tell me you love her

Permanent stain in the streets, I got love scars

A big handful of mushrooms, I take some and recharge

Iced out, slid the clip in the stainless

Lifestyle of the rich and the famous

Close quarters in the whip with a gangster

Pipe down up in here 'fore I spank you

Pull up, park around the bend

I walk down, never slid (Uh-uh), yeah

I got power, no pretend, yeah

Only cowards like to spin, yeah (Yeah)

Barbershop, we for real, yeah

Grip the clippers, split a wig, yeah

Caught a clip, you're in a wheelchair

We go to war this time

Put it on party time

Turnin' your party down

And I'ma walk 'em round

Know I'm a god now

Crocodile Teeth (Freestyle) lyrics - Tory Lanez

Unuh don't try me

Badman ting we a gwaan grimy

Tell a so pussy boy, "Why pree?"

We shot bare people cah nutn nuh gwaan inna my street

Nigga, new 'matic

New choppa and bullet fi di new static

Pon block, me nuh care about who catch it

Mi hip fling when the ting haffi do magic, ahh

All a mi gyal have new titty

Batty well fat, face pon too pretty

You woulda tink seh me pay bout $250

All a di gyal, I wonder wah dem ago do to me

Light skin, big batty, a Shenseea

Badmind people wan' dead me off

Babylon wan' come send me off

Can't let a fuckboy friend me off, friend me off

Fava Shenseea

Badmind people wan' dead me off

Babylon wan' come send me off

Can't let a fuckboy friend me off, friend me off

Money say "Come again," cash keep doublin'

Fat pussy gyal inna mi Cullinan, come again

Man wan fi trick shots, ha, dem a bun him skin

Fuck bare gyal, white ting, cum guzzlin'

Bullets like Beenie Man, haffi hit one a dem, two of dem

Reload the clip, pff, hit another few of dem

We nuh watch pickney when dem talk, yeah

We just wait 'til them grow up den we shot dem

One ting me know, mi nah go a jail again

And to mi dawgs, we never gonna fail again

And to mi baby mother, yah mi real friend

And when mi come up me a give you 'bout a billion

Batty, a Shenseea

Badmind people wan' dead me off

Babylon wan' come send me off

Can't let a fuckboy friend me off, friend me off

New 'matic, new Rollie Plain Jane and a new Patek

Fuck she fresh off the plane with the new batty

Me nuh save no gyal, take who jacket?

Save that for di man ya move back with'

The ting offa mi coat, nuh care who catch it

Nah, said man ya badman, but still a gad man

Me nuh fear no tall boy, me a short man but me shot man

Give me tun tun and the tan tan, rude bwoy badman

"Boom Bye Bye" to the pussy like Banton

Way off to mi block they a go tell you I'm a top man

The top shotta, we a shot dem

Shenseea

Badmind people wan' dead me off

Babylon wan' come send me off

Can't let a fuckboy friend me off, friend me off

Shenseea

Badmind people wan' dead me off

Babylon wan' come send me off

Can't let a fuckboy friend me off, friend me off

You see (And do you see?)

Bare gunman deh 'round me (Gunman 'round me)

Gunman inna Portmore

Mi have gunman inna Kingston

Have bare gunman inna Tivoli

Mi have nuff gunman in Spanish town

Gunman in a jungle dem, see (Gunman in jungle dem)

Bare gunman deh 'round me (Gunman 'round me, gunman 'round me)

Decisions lyrics - Josh K, Tory Lanez & Louis B

She never seen

She never been

Put some money in your hand, you feel different (Feel different)

Baby, I could change your life

Comin' up in young nigga sprintin' (Skrrt, Skrrt)

Where we goin', we don't need no phone

And your life could be different, if you listen (Ooh)

Tough luck, nigga yea that's right

I'm the friend, that your lady always missin' (Ooh)

Can't do no nine to five, fuck a bitch (Okay)

She never seen so much money in all in one room

I could tell she like the styles and the coupe (Okay)

She never been on a first class flight to the go

I love when you hop out the ghost (Okay)

She never seen so much money in all in one room

I could tell she like the styles and the coupe (Okay)

She never been on a first class flight to the go

I love when you hop out the ghost

She wanna vibe with a nigga

Baby, bust it open and split the size on a nigga (Ooh)

Vibe with me, vibe with me

Eyes in the figure, ass fat as she

Never open back then, super sized on a nigga

Now look at you baby, Is it true baby?

[?], no Jimmy Choo baby

You got me again

With that pretty cool crazy

She was frontin' owin' money got her too hazy

I'm too fade up, you too laid up

Fuckin' up your make up

Let's eat steaks with the shrimps in Jamaica

You highly favored

Did it sixteen is supposed to be a [?]

She never seen so much money in all in one room

I could tell she like the styles and the coupe (Okay)

She never been on a first class flight to the go

I love when you hop out the ghost (Okay)

She never seen so much money in all in one room

I could tell she like the styles and the coupe (Okay)

She never been on a first class flight to the go

I love when you hop out the ghost

Why you scared boo? (Boo)

Whatchu never seen a ghost?

We can hit Tulum, maybe even let you drive the boat

What's your cash app? (Ooh)

Show you where this cash at

You got that firebox, got that hellcat

Throat baby, double the seize

It flawless for your AP, double the V's

Double r's, double you's, we ain't take no L's

Shots at the zoo, lemme ring your bell *Ding*

She never seen so much money in all in one room

I could tell she like the styles and the coupe (Okay)

She never been on a first class flight to the go

I love when you hop out the ghost (Okay)

She never seen so much money in all in one room

I could tell she like the styles and the coupe (Okay)

She never been on a first class flight to the go

I love when you hop out the ghost (Okay)

Diamonds lyrics - Tory Lanez

Yeah fuck with me

Drunk as fuck and yeah I'm finally in this bitch yeah

And my bitch is finally with the shits yeah

Never let me fuck, she 'bout to get this dick, yeah

Picture look like diamonds on me baby

On my drink, there's too much diamonds on the bottle

All of my niggas got hundos, we throwin' 'em on ya bae

Shawty you gon' need a poncho, we throwin' it on ya bae

We about to fuck up ACES (fuck it up)

Hit the dancers and the waitress (every bitch inside the club)

Show the money, fuck the talkin'

She ain't here for conversation

But I bet she seen these diamonds on me baby

Don't be scared to climb up on me baby

Just don't spill your Sprite up on me baby

Be polite, I got designer on me baby, yeah

Me and E-Feezy be fucking the baddest bitches in the city nigga

Women be waitin' all over the bitch when I pull up the fuck on a pretty nigga

Gettin' lit, 35, billboard like I'm Diddy nigga

When I'm steppin' up in New York, all the bitches gettin' litty with us

Drunk as fuck and yeah I'm finally in this bitch yeah

And my bitch is finally with the shits yeah

Never let me fuck, she 'bout to get this dick, yeah

Picture look like diamonds on me baby

All that drink it's too much diamonds on me baby

All of my niggas got hundos, we throwin' 'em on ya bae

Shawty you gon' need a poncho, we throwin' it on ya bae

Pull up at The Ritz and I'm about to fuck your bitch

It's the nigga with the 6, I can find me a bitch

'Bout to find me a bitch, 'bout to find me a bitch

Say I love, say I love her but I'm lyin' to the bitch

Say I'm lyin' to the bitch, I be lyin' to the bitch

Got a 4 plus a motherfuckin' 5 on my hip

That's a 9 on my shit

Ain't no Cubic, ain't no motherfuckin' rhine on my wrist

Just some V-V-V-V-V-VS diamonds on my shit

I fuck dimes in my 'Vette

I'm a savage, I might just fuck 'round, fuck mine in my whip

I'm that nigga and them bitches, they be cryin' for my dick

And tonight I'm with that certain one that I was tryna hit

Alright

Drunk as fuck and yeah I'm finally in this bitch yeah

And my bitch is finally with the shits yeah

Never let me fuck, she 'bout to get this dick, yeah

Picture look like diamonds on me baby

All that drink it's too much diamonds on me baby

All of my niggas got hundos, we throwin' 'em on ya bae

Shawty you gon' need a poncho, we throwin' it on ya bae

Don Queen (Don Q Diss) lyrics - Tory Lanez

Don't gotta do that

And Don Q together

Who's that?

Yeah, yeah, because they was—they...

Who's that?

Yo, we only doin' this shit once

It get real frightening, you know?

I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here

Highbridge stand the fuck up, yeah

Canada!

Uh, live from the DM, I'm hollerin' at your BM

We discussin' which color casket you 'bout to leave in

I did this shit for no reason, I'm lettin' rookies battle

But how did I get in this battle with A Boogie's shadow?

Big Apple, New York City, more to pity

How could I beef with a dude only poppin' in four cities?

I made Forbes with Diddys and sat top floors with 50s

And now I'm fully open, I play the bully on 'em

Call for your squad, your rescue get decimated

You lookin' like a Styles P nephew that never made it

Forever hated on niggas like Boogie and me

'Cause we was poppin' in New York and every hood that you see

The day you beat me will be the day you see see

HOT 97 feedin' you more lovin' than they feed me

Don't let these niggas gas you on that podcast and CC

Highbridge, the Label, but only one of y'all on TV

Only one of y'all'll see awards and eat with the stars

It ain't really hard to figure out who I'm speakin' up for

Now that my foot and knee in the door, let's talk about it, no walkin' out it

We 'bout to see Le'Quincy body with the chalk around it

I got the full baggage

You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain't even the full package

Someone tell Quincy I turn beef into mince meat

Hottest of the century, why did he go up against me?

I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna throw back

He tempted me but never had this energy for Kodak

You paid DreamDoll for a feature to get the pussy

And somehow you think you fuckin' with me

The first night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free

And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me

Nigga please, this your brother part

This nigga found Soulja Boy's Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art

Why battle with A Boogie's shadow?

Why battle with A Boogie's shadow?

He ain't even a chapter, he ain't even a factor

QP and Bubba touchin' way more money than him, they ain't even the rappers

It hurts when you kill a nigga you love

Ironic that the salt thrown from the niggas that's slugs

Chewin' these niggas with no ingestion

I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it's time to go get tested

It's a couple hoes in Starlets I know you infected

You really out here fuckin' raw with a scrotum infection

And what's worse is you know it, still you go unprotected

You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a record

See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga section

Go get injected with whatever medicine you need to clear up

'Cause them pills ain't workin' for every time it flare up

Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on that

I'm really beggin' that you think about your physical health

You'll never see your fuckin' album on a physical shelf

I'll beat your ass, whip your kid with the belt

You never flipped it to sell

You're not a hustler, your daddy was a customer

I got the info from your baby mama playin' nympho

You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain't enough for you to pay those rentals

You a shameless mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it

My whole mood I showed y'all fuck it

My dick, I done told y'all suck it

I'll punch your fat ass in your stomach

And make everything in it go up it

You wrote a tape for your nigga that died

You made a promise it would pop and that the shit would be live

Hurts that you had to tell my nigga a lie

'Cause that mixtape flopped and so did your other five

Put the gun aside, my nigga, you ain't the one to shoot

Big guns, nigga, you got locked for a .22

Pussy gotta keep a gun on his waist

'Cause you lil' niggas scared to get punched in your face

Jada said it best, Quincy made his bed to rest

Invest in a better vest

Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head than chest

Quit actin' like you the mob

You tryna play Gianni

But you got ran out of Amazura and Avianne

The Bridge is over, The Bridge is over

I got an extra long clip that'll hit your soldiers

My hand shoot like shampoo hit his head and shoulders

I'll send his nine year old a Barbie just to send condolence

Uh, not the money on the head

40 minutes on stage can put a hundred on his head

I made so much millis and hundreds of this bread

I can have the whole Highbridge comin' for his head

Top floor, Glock's stocked in the top drawer by the 38

Bound to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates

Your daughter just came from turnin' eight

And takin' Ls right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?

All this blood make me regurgitate

Don't let my Bronx niggas move and have to boost up the murder rate

But since we're goin' here, I'll let you know I'm here

'Cause this record right here's 'bout to give you more shine than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career

I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge dick-rider

You mad at my nigga Mula 'cause his shit hotter

I know how it feels

Nah, I'm lyin', I don't know how it feels

I just know that everywhere I go a nigga know I'm s'posed to be real

And I don't know how exposin' me feel, fuck nigga

Just to keep it real, I'm only doin' this shit with you once

You know, I... I hope, I hope you enjoyed this shit though

I hope, I hope you take this as a blessing, you know?

This, this is a lot of pay-per-view time you're gettin' right now

I know you not used to this, you a little frightened

But it's okay, my son, you know I still fuck with you, nigga

And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you know?

Like... I hope I did that for you

Oh, in other words too, you wild ugly, nigga

Wild fuckin' ugly, nigga

You wild ugly, nigga

Fuck outta here

Drama lyrics - Tory Lanez

Strugglin', lil niggas is hustlin'

Cops with the K-9 dogs they never muzzlin'

Buttons on apartment floors that we be buzzin' in

There's something real, someone in trouble and all the youngin' em

I'd kill for my youning' em, feel for the youngin' em

Tryin' to make a mill, to make a meal for my youngin' em

Something I'm discoverin', when we start to love again

That'll be the day we get some peace

But other than that there'll be niggas in the streets

Mad when it's the winter and niggas can't afford heat

When the baby want Jordan's but daddy can't afford sneaks

Like what's more important, a pair of J's or the feast

He look at his girl, he gotta provide

It's cold in the house, it's hot outside

And I don't mean that in a weather sense

There's stupid niggas on the premises

Brothers tryin' to be hard headed and so they hella dense

4 year murder still nobody found no evidence

Gotta live your life 'cause all that other shit irrelevant

Caught up in the light will take your breath up out your [?]

I read about this way back, back in genesis

This is for the mothers holding baby's in they stomachs

Going crazy 'cause their lover is never there, and rubbers were never there

When lusting you never cared, you frontin'

You just cared about a nut or something

Well something up in your mind was tellin' you don't do it, it's too soon

Now you got a little daughter she'll be 2 soon

Plus a son up in your stomach he'll be due in June

And that father try to visit in a blue moon

It's safety still, life ain't a game it's real

From the finch to the jane get filled

To the park and the scarbs all the way through steels

Lifes hard, sometimes the cut it might scar

If you live past 18 years your lifes long

Thank god for livin', them bad times we livin' em'

Prayin' that the youth gets baptised I'm serious

Niggas stop selling them cap size, get serious

Need to stop tryna be that guy 'cause really it

Really ain't worth your soul, ain't worth parole or probation

Life gets more crazy, gotta keep fighting guarantee your gon' make it

Times it will get so deep you can't take it

God gotta be the only one you leave your faith with

Safe it, sacred, place in the safe or the basement

If something worth chasing then chase it

This a serious thing, nothing to play games with

Can't trust friends, some friends will bring hatred

It's safe to say it nigga, it's so blatant but God gotta be the only one to leave your faith with

Dreaming lyrics - Mark Battles (feat. Tory Lanez)

[Tory Lanez (Mark Battles):]

Niggas can't stop my team from eating

Niggas tryna roll up on you creeping

Niggas can't stop the king from breathing

Niggas can't stop the king from dreaming

Hard Town Streets, that's where I'm from

Dark vibes Streets that's where I'm from

Hard knock life, that's where I'm from (Yo)

Cold nights gone, that's where I'm from

Come from

[Mark Battles:]

She said "I love you baby", and I wonder why

Feeling hopeless, losing focus, should I give up or try (cry)

I know God is real, but why He let my brother die

My heart went cold, it took my soul to watch my mother cry

But I'm the man now, I gotta go and get it

Yo shout out Young one, that's my nigga, man we go dependent

Anytime I make a move my bro be rollin' with it

And every nigga ain't your nigga, hope you know the difference

It's been a while now cause my life is changing

Pricey payments, nights in Vegas, switch the flight arrangements

No say you love me baby, that shit make me angry

Cause every time it felt like love that's when they left me hanging

Hmm, I'm writing music to reduce pain

I'm from a city where struggle teach you a few things

Fly America, Vasi league, we the new gang

Them niggas robbing like Blac Chyna and Bruce Wayne

Let's get it popping, they still doubting a few things

I'm mobbing with my Day 1s, no new names

I ain't never seen the truth change (people change)

[Tory Lanez:]

Niggas can't stop my team from eating

Niggas tryna roll up on you creeping

Niggas can't stop the king from breathing

Niggas can't stop the king from dreaming

Hard times Streets, that's where I'm from

Dark vibes Streets that's where I'm from

Hard knock life, that's where I'm from

Cold nights gone, that's where I'm from

Come from

[Mark Battles:]

Was tryna find time, never mind cause time flies

I'm here for hellos, no Hell Nos or Bye-byes

I'm on the good vibes the rest of my life

The pressure compresses depression, I was stressing at night

The lessons and blessings respect it, don't you question the fight

You may fear there's nothin left until you step to the right

Switch up the game plan, tryna stay the same man

Leave the way I came man

[Tory Lanez:]

Niggas can't stop my team from leading

Niggas tryna roll up on you creeping

Niggas can't stop the king from breathing

Niggas can't stop the king from dreaming

Low down Streets, that's where I'm from

Dark vibes Streets that's where I'm from

Hard knock life, that's where I'm from

Cold nights gone, that's where I'm from

Come from

Dreaming2 lyrics - Mark Battles, Tory Lanez, Chuuwee & Futuristic

[Tory Lanez:]

Niggas can't stop my team from eating

Niggas tryna roll up on you, creeping

Niggas can't stop the kid from breathing

Niggas can't stop the kid from dreaming

Hard time streets, that's where I'm from

Dark vibe streets, that's where I'm from

Hard knock life, that's where I'm from

Cold nights, guns, that's where I'm from, I'm from

[Futuristic:]

Yo

Long days, cold nights since the start of it

Rappin' in the start of it, blowin' Nintendo cartridges (Yeah)

Knew that I was destined for greatness back in my momma crib (Yeah)

She moved me to the block when niggas shot at me, I'm off of it

Yo, this takes dedication, ain't have no reservations

Addicted to this life, anxiety from separation

I keep the fakes away, from snakes I need my segregation

Nice nigga, but I throw the hands without no hesitation

This shit is different now, I'm livin' how I used to dream it

Wake up on a yacht next to my ladies, what I'm used to seein'

The king of things is what I'm used to bein'

Used to be at bus stops, now I'm in the whip that's black and European

Took the team to Europe, Tulum, Jamaica then out to Egypt

Than Australia for some shows, I had to run the fee up

Made some tea so they could feel the same as me, I had to re-up

Celebrate, we pop champagne on the plane where I lay my feet up

This shit is crazy, lookin' back at my beginnings (True)

Through the failures and the losses I always came out the winner (Big facts)

They can't stop me, I was built to make a difference

I was dreamin', now I live it and I did it independent, come on

[Tory Lanez:]

Niggas can't stop my team from eating

Niggas tryna roll up on you, creeping

Niggas can't stop the kid from breathing

Niggas can't stop the kid from dreaming

Hard times streets, that's where I'm from

Dark vibes streets, that's where I'm from

Hard knock life, that's where I'm from

Cold nights, guns, that's where I'm from, I'm from

[Mark Battles:]

Don't say you love me baby, that shit make me anxious

'Cause every time it felt like love, that's when they left me hangin'

You know that pain feel different if you don't deal with it

And disappointment feel worse if you don't heal first

I'm still fightin' for my dream, I hope it still work

Ready to fight off anything because I'm still hurt

I'm from a city where your neighborhood the real church

Stop your life before it start just like a still birth

A chill Earth, cold world but I still smirk

Won't take my smile, been on trial for a long while

Ain't committin' crimes, I'm just guilty of a different mind

No finish line, full speed 'til I get to shine (Yeah)

The picture ain't fully painted, I just hit my prime

The world is sick of us complainin' but we sick of dyin'

We don't have no dads around so what we learnin' from

My pops left when I was young, I had to get it done

She keep sayin' I'm the one but we just havin' fun

Love don't come with no insurance so I hit and run

The bullets kill you where I'm from, I had to get a gun

I kept believin' and kept dreamin', now let's have a run

[Tory Lanez:]

Niggas can't stop my team from eating

Niggas tryna roll up on you, creeping

Niggas can't stop the kid from breathing

Niggas can't stop the kid from dreaming

Hard times streets, that's where I'm from

Dark vibes streets, that's where I'm from

Hard knock life, that's where I'm from

Cold nights, guns, that's where I'm from, I'm from

[Chuuwee:]

Yeah, hey

And I gotta own the things I rap about just for my pride

Every morning when I ride, just a challenger outside

Shit, making mimes, don't know why you never try it

Pocket watchin' from the side, you'd be better off just dyin'

Right now I feel so alive, ain't no ladder we was climbin' to the top

We took no [?] stay persistent and do time

Studied every rhyme, tryna catch me in a lie

I was studyin' the game, knowledge got me on a rise

Look my baby in her eyes, can't believe I gave you life

And I put that on the 9, I'll do anything for [?]

I see all these niggas trife, show they colors, UV light

And it's colder still at night, they ain't too happy I survived, yeah

[Tory Lanez:]

Niggas can't stop my team from leading

Niggas tryna roll up on you, creeping

Niggas can't stop the kid from breathing

Niggas can't stop the kid from dreaming

Hard times streets, that's where I'm from

Dark vibes streets that's where I'm from

Hard knock life, that's where I'm from

Cold nights gone, that's where I'm from, I'm from

Where I'm from, I'm from

Where I'm from, I'm from

Elephants lyrics - Tory Lanez

Hello, it's the fly guy

Money to the sky guy

I could let the 9 color you like some tie-dye

Bars like my WiFi

Cars like a drive-by

Even when you tweeting still ain't even on my timeline

I keep it 9

I'm getting cash, times 9

I like my women real quite like some mines

I'm getting lost in the money still like find time

For the brain like I'm Einstein

I know what them bitches for

I can make your chick depart

I be hitting hoes you only see on 106 & Park

Funny that them same hoes is always at my crib to talk

If you came here just to talk

Bitch get out my whip and walk

'Cause I ain't got time to lose the time on stupid dimes

And take my head and lose my mind

I fucked these hoes two's at times is 3 at 8 and 2 at 9

See I make you feel the blinds like you don't lose your blinds

Baby give me brain and let my dick porous your mind

Get money like social banking

My hoes is so shawlankin

It's funny you boast and bragging

I ain't got no hoes to slagging

Not love in basketball

Chicks hug and pass my balls

She keep my fucking mouth shut and her ass involved

I love to freaking score

I never pass the ball

Yo chick is on my pipe, cum white as Asher Roth

Wow, bitch I bling like wow

The money Chinese so it ching like chow

Now what your whole name is?

My whip is so brainless

I let your bitch suck on my dick until her throat famous

Yo man is so nameless

And me, I'm so famous

She getting no money from you

Fuck what your whole game is

Bad bitches only

'Cause I ain't on my dick

Give me brain, shawty

Put your mind on my stick

I got thugs with me, that'll grind for the brick

Time is money, I ain't spending time on your chick

Ill, still like pitched to a mil

I'm pulling hoes like fish to a reel

My watches swimming like my wrist full of [?]

Cold dick, leave a bitch full of chills

For real

Yall niggas can flip and kill me

I'm spitting that shit that's filthy

I cut your arm and put it on me, ask you if you feel me

Ey [?] my nigga is you feeling me?

I think that he should feel me

I think that she should feel me

I'm stacking money, 'til that motherfucker hit the ceiling

Yup, my bitch sweet like some [?]

And I keep it drilling

That's a tool box nigga

Faded (Freestyle) lyrics - Tory Lanez

You know I know y'all American niggas got all your high cities and states that you rep, my nigga

But I got a whole country on my motherfuckin' back, my G

Canada all the way to the death

TO let's go my nigga what

I'm stunnin', got a bitch cummin'

I'm stunnin', got a bitch cummin'

I'm stunnin', got a bitch cummin'

Whip doors peel like a motherfuckin' onion

Know a nigga higher than the whole Grand Canyon

Break a tree down like my name Paul Bunyon

Rude broad with me gotta try new things

Lil nigga fly like I tried two wings

Playground pussy, try to ride new springs

And I made her sit on it like my new swing

Do that, bitch nigga, you that

I be gettin' brain, you be tryna pursue that

That my old book and you be tryna renew that

Fuck nigga who that? Know it ain't me though

Lookin' for a husband, you know it ain't me hoe

Tryna get the green but no it ain't Cee-Lo

Stuntin' is a habit

Diamond carrot like a rabbit

Niggas and these bitches ratchet

Got your bitch inside my basket

Man I'm a fuckin' G, a motherfuckin' G

You can be the one I'm fuckin' but you still can fuck with me

My life A plus and my chicks a double D

And I'm reppin' SLS 'til the death, nigga we be

Stuntin' in the mall

Tints on the back from the front, a nigga bald

Bitch on my back, I'm a beast I'm a dawg, fuckin' warthog

This a feast, this a ball, let a nigga ride

This that east side, west end shit niggas crave on

Let a nigga guap raise on 'til the day gone

Niggas at the top better have they game face on

I be at the hot spot, swave with the lace on

Let a nigga be though

Everythin' big from the dick to the ego

Hatin' niggas tryna send shots, reload

Homie, you can have her, I don't touch stee hoes

Skeet skeet skeet

Niggas cheat cheat cheat

And I'm movin' these hoes like beep

Money so long, man, this a nice streak

Waiter in a thong, tell her bring the iced tea

Talk on the road is that's your wifey

Talk on the road is that she like me

Knickers got that Cocoa like they Ice-T

How you fuckin' niggas tryna be they wifey? Huh

Bust that pussy open like a bad one

Send them hoes home when the cab come

Tell them sleepin' niggas take a nap, son

Y'all ain't shootin' to kill, half done

Baby, say I'm better than the average

Claimin' she'll be better than my last bitch

I told her you can't be my fuckin' lady

'Cause right now I'm fuckin' swavey

I'm fuckin' swavey, nigga, you dig it?

I'm so swavey that your bitch wanna date me

And I'm lookin' like a lazy motherfucker on my couch

Bitches like ouch, come and let a nigga eat nigga cheese like a mouse

Bitches on my dick and I'm all in they house

All in your fridge 'cause I need a sandwich

Back to the Neverland ranch

Back again with a tuna sandwich

And I ain't talkin' money like who the man is

That's it, nigga

That was my little freestyle like the end of the motherfuckin' song, nigga

Just so you niggas know I'm on that Ignant Shit

Shout out Sunny Diamonds man

Sincerely Tory, March 26th, nigga

You better hide in a motherfuckin' hole nigga when that shit come out, nigga

'Cause it's gon' be catastrophic

SLS 'til the death with your bitch ass

Tory Lanez other songs:

 

Feel It Too lyrics - Tainy, Jessie Reyez & Tory Lanez

Everybody knows you don't (Everybody knows you don't)

Fall in love in the club, fall in love in the mud

Everybody knows it but (Everybody knows it but)

You're not like everyone, you're not like everyone (Yeah)

Used a little too much (Yeah)

Laced a little too much (Yeah)

I like it when you touch

Feelin' all on my butt

Feelin' all on my-, put a little too much (Yeah)

Vibed a little too much (Yeah)

I feel it when we touch

And I'm hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

All these people around us, they only want to drown us

But, I drown when I go down

When I go down, you sound a-

'Mazing, I know how you like it, yeah

Tasting, I know how to bite it, yeah

You got all your favorite fragrance on

I'm just thinking of ways to take it all off (Yeah)

Lighting up on my blunt

She don't like when I front

Kiss the lips on her face

Lick the lips on her, ugh

Give you just what you want

I don't wanna rush and say that this is love, but

I feel it when we touch

And I'm hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah)

Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

I don't care that they watchin'

Free love don't happen often

Life's too short to be cautious

Cross my heart, love, a promise

Many people had to find me here

Don't let go, now pull me tighter, yeah

I got all my favorite fragrance on

I feel your tension, time to take it off

My body's a little numb, feel the motivation

Kiss the lips on my face

Lick the lips on my, uh

Puttin' some in my lungs

I don't wanna rush and say that this is love, but

I feel it when we touch

And I'm hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

(Hoping that you feel it too, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Hoping that you feel it

Hoping that you feel it too

Hoping that you feel it too

Hoping that you feel it too

Feel it too, ooh

(Yeah)

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Flex Freestyle #162 lyrics - Tory Lanez

Yeah, yeah, I like how I sound though

Yeah the whole umbrella in here we here you know what's up

Yeah, uh I feel good I might cop a Cullinan next week

Bro, I'm finna

Look, uh

I give my runners S5s with the Benzymes

I'm big time and still will get mines' off the quick dimes

My chicks fine, wash the whip and suck dick fine

And when she do 'em both it's like we all gettin' spit-shined

Label advance, I flick mine in my sick time

Oh, you gettin' signed? I just did your deal 6 times

18.7 what I just signed

I'm two-armed sliding in these women like a zipline

This shit weird, flickin' the Yuris into 5th gear

Gotta keep an extra chick here 'cause my chick queer

In the rear, if I see robin nigga stare he gon' hear the heat

Chk like his teeth when it split the beer

The shit severe, I'm the realest nigga here

Chick with me, ass so fat could fill up any chair

It's like a barber, clippers coming with me 'errywhere

The shit was tucked so the piff get puffed like Diddy there

Chuck True enough y'all shooters don't do enough

I fuck coochie like a porno movie I'm queuin' up

Hoes say I'm cute as fuck, my jewels recruit a slut

Coupe guts like the inside color of noodle cups

You a tough guy? Me? Never

But the orangutans that I hang with

They bang bang like Chief Keef sent 'em

But only we sent 'em

We threw slugs to that thug that ran'd off on the plug

Had to re-send 'em

I go get it hustling jewels gon' get encrusted

I drove weight state to state like go 'head and touch it

I chiropractic, the stacks had to get adjusted

Busting two packs out the van like Poetic Justice

Fuck it, hatin' me last year was last year

On Twitter, "Oh, he cancelled," now I'm back here

Double stacked, the Rolls Royce smothered in cashmere

A mean rookie, I'm seeing pussy like it's a pat smear

My last chick damn new nigga a dweeb

He couldn't see me like a magician with tricks in his sleeve

But see me, my pet peeve more bricks or a key

Your block dead like I put your street pic on a tee

In memory of, all y'all pretend to be thugs

The love that I spit slugs like the center-view bug

Remember me, Cuz? Wilder than my enemies was

I blow like it's GoldenEye with proximity plugs

Yo gimme some love, I know y'all niggas secretly hate me

I got hoes eager to date me to eat and then rate me

Tuckin' green paper deep in Versace

How you schemin' to play me?

Know you sweeter than a peach or a pastry

Pull the heater faster than a wild cheetah can race me

The weed smell like velveeta cheese, squeezin' the bakery

Same seemer but I prolly need the keys to the 'Cedes

Got the beamer but the AMG 63 is my baby

I'm sayin', J on the side, bae I'ma slide

She ate the beef and waited for the hot mayo inside

My cock get dry she stop by, can't go inside

'Cause my other chick in the crib and y'all may coincide

I spit facts and I give it up

Erry chick I fuck know my dick big enough to pick Lizzo up

Me send a dick pic for what? Bitch, give it up

My money knots got doctors to stitch it up

And my chick thick as fuck, look at her ass

I discount it if you bookin' with cash

I spend nights front that pot with that white like I'm cookin' the mash

My rookie passed past when I past, cookin' a half

I'm ballin' like a yuro step with no look in the past

My chick ass heavy as some textbooks in the bag

I'm so crook, you so shook, but hoes lookin' to smash

I dress good, my checkbook is what it took her to smash

But I ain't trickin', she aware of that

But I still hit 'cause the chick thick as Kylie Jenner's lips 6 years back

When Kellz keep the burner and you know can clap

Feelin' like a dyke with all this height around the leg strap

They hate that I'm lurkin', they say that I'm workin'

I sold bags of white tighter than Arabian turbans

Y'all clowns like them niggas that parade in your circus

The pack get scratched like scraping off the paint on the surface

I'm sayin', Canadian born, America thanks

We nothin' there if we comparing the banks

We can shoot the fade and recoup but the loser gotta stare at the ranks

'Cause all my shooters do is bust it like they Erika Banks

I'm saying may I ask you why you gave this nigga two straps?

We got steppers like the living room mats

Niggas try to play me shit was too cap

So brrat, bitch, I'm back

Shout go out to "SKAT", shout out to DaBaby

Roddy Ricch, and Lil Baby, huh

What I'm 'bout to say is gon' sound a little crazy

But it's true so don't flame me

Y'all all would've got y'all awards if they never framed me

I'm waist deep like Game in that seed plant crazy

Can't sleep the pain in my dreams goin' crazy

Wolf the wall in the street I'm more Scor XXX

Sese

Put my balls in her cheek, that's how you play face

I'm fresh in assurance, but that's not to mention appearance

I keep a Flo like Progressive insurance

And my Leprechaun bundles is gettin' 'em dummy high

I sold 5 in 25s from 25

My blocks sell from age 12 into 25

Nigga, fuck the Gram, it's the grams I'm already live

I watch shenanigans

Louis jacket on me like I snatched it off a mannequin

I'm back and they panickin'

I might go to Mandolin

Take a bitch to Ritalin

Louis diamond pegs look like eggs on me scramblin'

I say the fronts, I smoke like 8 blunts

I just fled, I was gettin' more head than lace fronts

Y'all can say what you want but I body the rim

Got 2 Ks in the crib like I'm Kanye and Kim, come on

How many lines is gon' come off my medulla?

I'm so rich I come to studios with my jewelers

Niggas talkin' crazy but I'm comin' with the rulers

Like a math teacher, I'm back, features with the back features

My nigga Kellz, he got them bag features

We comin' through with 25s, I got a

35, come back with them dirty fyes

Niggas talkin' crazy, but I had to give it to them wives

Florida Shit lyrics - Tory Lanez

Motherfucker

That's why I fucked your bitch

Haha, ayy, ayy

This shit specially sent out (It's specially sent)

To all my niggas from Florida (All my bitches too)

Haha, ayy, ayy

Yeah, I'm talking North Miami, poppin' to Orlando

Jacksonville, Tampa, all y'all niggas up there, I see you (Oh, shit, bitch)

Ayy, Kodak, you gon' be proud of this flow right here, watch this, watch this, ayy

Check

I swear for God, I'm only stepping for my own fam

I'm praying when I see my enemy, this shit don't jam

He been staying inside like quarantine, that's why I don't see him

Hope my label drop, they know it's me soon as them ho's see 'em

I'm swagging up out that hot car, look like I'm Puerto Rican (What?)

From out of the dark, we rock stars, and plus, we holding pieces

You wouldn't even let me get that pussy, why you wanna tease me?

You want your period at 5 AM, then why you wanna see me? (Lil' bitch)

I'm putting my foot down on these ho's and now they talking easy

Getting ready to dip all on this chick, it look like Polynesian

My flow west-side, my bitch chest out

Got catch me from the left side, 'cause that's my best side

Got to hop in and ride this dick 'cause ain't no time to test drive

She ain't do shit for your side, but she getting fucked, this side

Twenty thousand dollars in bottles, my tendencies taller

Lie to him, said it was runtz, but I sold him gelato

I know that bitch be calling me daddy, but that bitch ain't my daughter (Nah)

Jay whipping up in that Catty 'cause that Lambo stalling

I done shot dice with everybody in Barcelona

Thirty thousand, well, tell a bitch to call her homie, aye

Rockin' Prada, I'm looking like the godfather

Aye, spoil the bitch, you'd think the bitch my goddaughter (Aye)

Yuh, we moving the za-za all the way out in Texas

Niggas hating, I clique up with the Mexicans

Telling you, I'm a lil' more famous, bitch, I ain't a pedestrian (whoa)

Yeah, I'm a lil' too faded, I might fuck your best friend, whoa

I'm topping on za-za, I'm one with the raw-raw

Fucking these bitches, I'm making them top off, ho, 'til she cock off

"Want me to take you to dinner, baby?" Mm, nah-uh

Giving a fuck, I take the baddest lil' bitch to Popeyes

I got the Urus painted yellow just to match the furniture

Whores on my floor dancing like it's Caribana

She think she poppin' 'cause he eat a pussy, bitch, nada

Yeah, I promise around here, shawty, you gettin' some, nada

A lot of these pussy niggas will tell you they love you but they leeches

You say you love me and you my partner, why I ain't get on no feature?

I'm doing this shit for them Florida jit's that's out here doing my pieces

She running and slipping to that bank, bitch, I feel like Regis (Yeah)

Okay, I'm poppin' Prada, I'm dropping dollars

I'm poppin' the bitch then pop your collar, I got to holla

I'm fucking a bitch from Guatemala, with all the dollars

I'm stepping this bitch, I ain't a baller, I'm baller, baller

Okay, and I ain't no getting back out the beef

Fuck niggas try to trick me out the streets

If I ever copped a plead and I was tryna keep a player (What?)

Just know, I'ma kill your ass later, boy (Haha)

Back to these ho's, you know they've gotten so filthy

She hopping up on my dick, she tryna ride it and milk it

She like how the inside of my Rolls-Royce so silky

I like how the inside of that pussy felt when I peeled it (Yeah)

She dropped down, got her eagle on, then I killed it

My auntie tried to tell me "Stop sippin," I still sip

It's propaganda, I drop the Fanta

I'm mixing the lean, the Tropicana

Like arm and hammer

And I'm a gangster on the scene, but not on camera (Nah)

That fuck nigga be doing my green, so I'ma blam it (Bap, bap)

It's Tory, nigga, ayy

And when you see me swanging on that motherfuckin' 95 and your bitch swanging out that window like "Damn, who the fuck is that, nigga?"

Just know, nigga, it's me shining like a motherfuckin' diamond

If I'm lying, I'm flying, bitch, you know what the hell it is

Man, anytime I go out I'm in there like swimmer

Out there like mouth gettin' bitched

I'm sliding down from muhfuckin' Lauderdale, just picked up a QP

Rich niggas at Taboose, broke boys at boobies, man

You know how this shit is

Uh, miss the red cup, one cup, two cup, blue cup, I keep on going

Your ho keep on hoeing

And anytime I get caught with this ice, nigga, it keep on snowing

Damn, these hoes love me, nigga

You know what it is, I'm sippin' bubbly, nigga

I got ho's on my dick, nigga, and I can never stop it (Why?)

'Cause I'm gorgeous, baby, I'm fuckin' gorgeous

That's my outro

Forever lyrics - Tory Lanez

Run that shit up, Cas'

Grrrah! Ayy, crack

One Umbrella

Any Cash on you?

Ayy

That boy Cas

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

I got you through every endeavor

Fuckin' with you through whatever and ever

'Cause we were freezin' in the cold, my nigga

And we were starvin' in the desert together

And you was quick to pull a Desi whenever

So I was quick to pull the lever whenever

And we was down to bust maneuvers

If you pump fakin', we blockin' the hesi together

I'm whippin' a four in the five, my nigga

These bitches blowin', goin' live

My nigga, we came up out the situation

Niggas sayin' we was supposed to cut the ties with niggas

And I was tryna coincide with 'em

But he trippin' so I let the .9 hit him

If he trippin' on me, I can lie with him

Movin' different on me, I should slide on him

Nigga, I don't take no pills or the Perc'

My piss got Ts on me

We duckin' hoes and the Ds on me

I can't let these hoes put no disease on me

I'm a real nigga from the streets

Homie, I'ma pull up to the top, nigga

Niggas hate to see you when you real

Gettin' and you get it off

For all you dawgs, nigga, I'ma keep shit real

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

Through every endeavor

It don't matter the weather, whenever

It's a reason niggas still level together

Pot of gold, we set 'em together

Never settle, we get to the cheddar

No intention of dissin' you ever

We did it together, we better than ever

If a waitress a 100, then you throw a 50

My nigga, we better together

Met that bitch, fucked the walls in it

I'ma a beast, shawty, I'ma dog in it

I can't fall for it, but I fall in it

She a dog with it and she stay shadin'

And I play the game

But lil' mama know a nigga ball in it

I be smokin' pussy like a backwood

Or I'm raws in it, I be gone in it

It's me and my dawgs

Knowin' it's a lot of fuck niggas hatin' on me

Yeah, niggas love seein' me fall

Knowin' I can't fuck no lil' bitty bitches

I have bitches screenin' my call

Know it's a lot of y'all seein' me ball

'Cause if he my dawg, then the nigga gon' shoot it out with me, no legal involved (Yo Tory!)

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor

If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg

Then we gon' get money together

You go through a trial, you duckin' the law

So fuck it, we duck 'em together

When shit gettin' wild and you kill a nigga

We bury the shovel together

I got you forever and ever

I got you through every endeavor, yeah

Free 21 (Freestyle) lyrics - Tory Lanez

(I love you for so many reasons)

Just some shit to vent to

(Damn, Mizzy Mauri got beats)

(I love you)

(Break it down, I break it down...)

All my smokers roll your weed up, uh

(For so many reasons)

(I break it down, I break it down...)

All my drinkers get your liq' right, yeah

Word to Jada, I'm smokin' fire, yeah, uh

Look, look, uh, yeah

I look at it funny, a whole lot of money

I'm juggin' it for me, ridiculous

I look at it funny when niggas that's gettin' belligerent know what the business is

All of my niggas indigenous

Nigga, take a second, please consider this

Weed, was trimmin' it

Product, was sellin' it, dream, we livin' it

Thinkin' of scammin' and schemes was givin' in

Used to be like, "Niggas over bitches"

Then my bitches kept it over real than niggas

I can feel it in my feelings

Realest shit my heart done ever said was not to chill with niggas

Now I'm backseat, I'm like Malcolm on the black street

With the album, I'm an athlete

The way I be makin' the track meet on the rap sheet (Ayy)

Look how they did our nigga from Atlanta for not bein' born in Atlanta

The government so underhanded

They handed that shit off to someone who basically scammin'

And fuckin' and duckin' the Challenger full of police

And you know you a champion out here for thuggin' it

I found a loophole that niggas ain't want me to dig in

But, fuck it, I dug in it

All of the water that sit on my neck

It just couldn't amount to the oil that I struck in it

I used to sit in the kitchen so hungry

The oodles and noodles are boilin', bubblin', bubblin'

Mama workin' shift and doublin'

Wasn't 'til late in the night I was comin' in

I was in high school, no curfew, fuckin' hoes like come again

Look at the way that they made it, the people that hated

The divas I dated, the beef and the bullets got fired

The niggas that died, the problems the reaper created

We started with nothin' and made it to somethin'

The duckin' the bullets and keepin' the blade

Love for my dawg, don't wanna be him 'cause he in the cage

I'm deep in the maze

He look at me as I'm rappin' 'bout life in the street and the reason why he in the cage

Only thing different, we both talked about it, but life didn't give back an even exchange

Speakin' of life, my nigga Ike, he doin' three of them thangs

All he ever really wanted was to feed his daughter and get her the key to the Range

Almost stacked himself a milli' in cash, I'm tryna show you niggas he wasn't playin'

He was that nigga you had to go see when you needed a re-up for thangs

I beat up and bang

Pull up the block on the side with the opps and then cleaned up a stain for me and the gang

Shout out my baby 'cause she was the same, give me the brain, Caribbean thing

She willin' and ready and ready for my Willie, just like she Vivian Banks

Shit is insane

That just went over your head like, "Oh, it's a bird, no, oh, oh shit, it's a plane"

I did it again

Pull up to the party, tell all the women to get in the Range

All of the women inside the party wanna get in, but they couldn't fit in the thing

Go on the 'Gram, scroll on the page, look at the shit that I happened to see

Look at what happened to 21 Savage, I'm knowin' that shit could've happened to me

How they gon' cut our nigga from the country for simply rappin' on beats

That happened to reach his goals, touchin' the souls

Of niggas that happened to be out trappin' the trees?

Or packin' the nines, a Gat in their spine, it's that or the back of the seat

I saw a video of his lil' daughter this mornin', it made me so happy to see

Happy her daddy was on the television, acceptin' awards and actually free

Let's keep it real, we ain't finna lie, I think everybody laughed at the memes

And then I realized that that shit is mean

You can't be jokin' 'bout somebody's freedom

Most of these people don't know the severity of a situation, know where they hearin' it

All of the blogs that filter the good and cater the bad, man, we need some clearer shit

I'm on a mission to find me some clarity

I'm on a mission to find me some clarity, nigga, yeah

(From the north, from the north, know it's us)

Yeah, I, I, I think the biggest misconception about me is, uh

(If you from the gang you gon' throw it up)

Somehow niggas think I'm arrogant when I say shit

(If you from the gang, gon' and throw it up

From the north, throw it up)

The media try to build this, you know, this thing around me like oh this lil' arrogant nigga

(If you from the north then you know it's us

Peace and love, peace and love)

You know when I say shit like, like I'm the best rapper alive

(Peace and love, peace and love)

And the best artist out

I don't say that shit to be cocky

(From the north, throw it up)

You know, I say that shit to show the kids

(If you from the north then you know it's us)

To show the younger niggas, the younger girls of the generation

(If you from the gang, you gon' throw it up

Peace and love, peace and love)

You know, the youth, there's no limitation

By the way, you know, free my nigga 21 as well, you know

Know it's us

(If you from the gang, gon' and throw it up)

Lot of y'all niggas don't know what that over the border shit be like, that shit's a hassle, nigga

(If you from the gang, gon' and throw it up)

That shit's the worst shit you can think of

(From the north, throw it up)

One Umbrella, shit

(If you from the gang, then you now it's us

Peace and love, peace and love)

I'm back on my swavey shit, y'all niggas know exactly what time it is, nigga

(Peace and love)

Canada!

(Peace and love

From the north, goin' up

We gon' go so big that they gon' know it's us

If you from the gang, you gon' throw it up

Peace and love, peace and love)

Gotta Move On (Kings Remix) lyrics - Diddy, Bryson Tiller, Fabolous & Tory Lanez

She don't want it, she don't want it (I guess)

She don't want it (I guess I gotta move on)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (She don't want it, yeah)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (Let's go then, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Look

Back in my bag, back in my Fab'

Had to grab a white jacket and get back in the lab

I thought you had my back 'til my back's gettin' stabbed

Now I'm back of the 'Bach and you back in a cab, ooh, come on

Gotta move a lil' different

Ups and downs but you can't tell the difference

Went too far, gotta love from a distance

Damn, that's crazy, I really wasn't listenin'

If I fuck with you, you gon' feel that shit

If I don't fuck with you, you gon' feel that shit too (Talk to 'em)

Stay in your bag, not your feelings, shit

And now I'm on that Diddy, Bryson Tiller shit too (Let go)

Maybach Mercedes, newborn baby, yeah (Yeah)

Puttin' that shit on like AD, yeah

Playin' with them bucks like Brady, yeah

Think I'm runnin' back, it's crazy, yeah (Yeah)

I got some shit to move

I don't want my groove back, I wanna switch my groove

Improve and shit but I ain't got shit to prove

Like a chilled DeLeón shot, shit's been smooth (Let's toast)

May all your pain be champagne

It didn't got the way you planned but plans change

I don't want your love

Thought I was feelin' you but you a munch my love (Said she, let's go)

She don't want my love, I guess I gotta move on

Yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah), oh yeah (Oh nah, oh, woah)

She don't want my love, I guess I gotta move on

Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh no

Say I gotta move on, baby

You've gone crazy

Flippin' the script on me like a futon, baby

Me, Bryson hit on me like u-haul, baby

Comin' off strong like the perfumes that I put you on, baby (Yeah)

Too frustratin'

Shawty so cold, gotta throw a cool song for the woosah baby

The ooh-nah, baby

You can't spell fuckin' without "U" and "I", baby (Come on)

And that's why when we fuck, I get to fuckin' from the backside

Take a minute out my day to let her act right

Pull her whole cornrow like the trackside, that's how I vibe

Slow down (Yeah)

Baby, don't just hold it in your hand, go down

Any plan to get 'em anyway, now go 'round

Next time I get this close, slow down (Next time I get this close, I'ma)

Said she (Let's go, ooh)

She don't want my love (No), I guess I gotta move on (Said I got I got to move on)

I guess, I guess, I guess (I guess), I came a little too strong, I guess (Woah-oh, yeah)

She don't want my love (Yeah), I guess I gotta move on (Yeah, I guess I gotta move on, come on)

Don't wanna waste your time but I guess I gotta move on, I guess (Let's go)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag

(She don't want my love) Love

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (My love)

Get in your bag, stay in your bag (Oh, yeah)

As we proceed to give you what you need

This is the remix

Oh-ah, yeah, yeah

Woah-ooh, yeah

Yeah-yeah

Gyalis (Remix) lyrics - Tory Lanez

Yeah, Lil' Tory

Oh no, I'm back, remix killer, oh

Drop that ass on the floor

And come back, rotate it

Don't be to proud to say I'm your fav'

By now she knows the gyal love me

And if you dub me somebody'll cuff me

So why even try dub a guy like this?

She want, she want some

Fake like she asleep (Woo)

Louis bags packed like she stayin' for the week

I'm like "Oh, nah, nah mama that's a deep"

Baby, you know how I get down

Now drop that ass and get low with me, Shordie Low with me

Turn it off then just don't tell me I've been holdin' it all in

I got hoes with me 'cause you don't see me callin'

I slung way too much good dick for all of this

Let's play operator, shake what your momma or your doctor gave you

Gwan now, baby, you nuh see mine, you wan date me

Slip on the condom upon the cocky, she wan take it off of me

Well, come let me snap that, no SnapChat

Good backazz turned all the back-chat to back-shots

Never mind that, long wood swing she spine back, recline that

'Cause I don't play games anytime I'm in your city, yeah, yeah

Fuckin' Dej but you know I gotta pay for you

You know what they say, when it rains it pours, but when it Tory Lanez' sauces you know, good brain and foursomes

She, she don't want nobody else but me and just me

Because we, we get dutty on 'em

Trust me I got the photos in my phone of her rackin' me off, givin' dome to my bitch like

Five different bitches in New York, I gotta fuck 'em at the same time

Homie, what you thought? I'm singin' this song for my bitch in the Bronx

'Cause you know that ass be lookin' thick in thong, and thump

Put you on to my Queens chick, fuck up a fitted, run in Celine quick

My chick in Harlem, she a problem, still a dream chick

My Brooklyn girl and Long Island side, I link you all, we can have a five borough ménage 'cause I'm a gyalis

Helping Hand lyrics - Tory Lanez

There's so many people in this open world

Doing things they don't understand

Just tryna find happiness

And touch the feeling with their hands

See all the kids are stuck on Instagram

And all our soldiers fighting wars for no reason

When you hurt nobody gives a damn

They pull out phones and start recordin' just to post it and delete it, I know, oh-oh

I won't be a hypocrite, I've been in your position and I've had my share of laughs before

But that don't mean that I'm not tryna grow

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

What examples are we setting for the kids?

I stopped and gotta ask myself that question

We show 'em things they don't understand

And not the lessons every one forgot to mention

I don't wanna be a hypocrite, I'm not the best at influencing it either

But me I'm just like you and we're just tryna grow

'Cause how growing as everyday people

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

'Cause I can be a helping hand

If, all that I can give you is a helping hand, yeah, oh-oh

Whoa, whoa, oh

Oh whoa

I Got The Keys (Remix) lyrics - Tory Lanez

You know sometimes I get mad at these niggas

Until I call my bank teller and she read me the balance

Let these niggas know I'm 'bout to fuck this shit up

My dawg just caught a case, he can't be free

'Til you bought the Wraith, it can't be me

Pop the lock, the safe, I made the key

Out here dodgin' jakes, pray for me

Only rock the Js and Maple Leafs

Only stock I got to pay is me

All the songs are paid in straight to me

Y'all think the shit I say is free

Please nigga, I be ballin'

The Benz sprinter like a fuckin' room

Dog big enough to fit you all in

Been goin' hard since H.A.R.D. even got started

If y'all heard I'm with a dark bitch

And a nigga want another ring dog

And I swear this shit is just LeBron lit

Please my nigga, they lock it and I got the keys, my nigga

The twenty, fifty, hundred, money machine, my nigga

Just ease, my nigga, just

Yeah, my chick is so foreign that her and her luggage is gon' need a visa, nigga

I come from the streets and look at the life that I lead, my nigga

Yeah, even little Ray is getting pesos

Jewish lawyer get the case closed

Too much cake up in the bankrolls

Gettin' money like a scam, my nigga

That just shit a check up outta Chase though

And hit another BOA, that was like ten years and a day old

Yeah, the quicker we kill 'em, the quicker my niggas is in though

Yeah, if I like her, I'll fly her to fuck in the city I'm in though

Rolls Royce, gave her no choice, all of you bitches get in though

And all of you bitches gon' tell me that you fuckin' before this iPhone pin fall

Hit it like I'm playin' pinball

Fuck her 'til I make her wig fall

Forgiato got me sitting tall

Money longer than any item that you can find at a 'Big & Tall'

Why you went and got the clique involved?

Now this shit will never get resolved

Man, fuck it, now this shit is off

Niggas'll park at a Timmy's and trap out a motherfucker

We buyin' coffee every hour so they don't kick us right back out that motherfucker

We back to back out that motherfucker

And we back to back with the stallions

And we white on white with the coupe and brick

But we black on black on medallions, it's on

Like way out in London they callin' me fam

I'm killin' all the competition, nigga

Yeah, and they goin' hard as they can

Sweatin' all in they practice, I ain't even hopped out the van

My heart feels like it's so dark dawg, I gotta call it a tan

Man, shawty she gave me the pussy was good and I had to call up my mans

Normally I never do that, but I had to call up my mans

See, I had to run up the bands

See, I was the one in the stands

Shorty, she shitted on me

When I see her, I know I'ma come in the Lamb now

It's Fargo, car go, Murciélago

Fuck that, I had that, crashed that Gallardo

Find me, I'm Waldo, I'm here for bread, what are y'all for?

Just to say you don't pop molly, when none of y'all rock Tom Ford?

My swag different, jet lag different

I dated Trina if you wanna talk bad bitches

Bought the Wraith, no album out

Niggas know what the outcome 'bout

Drop head and the south come out

Head drops all out my house

X wasn't my last name, rather keep my Malcolm out

Ain't gon' lie, she a super freak

She a super beast when that mouth come out

Fresh to death, I'm R.I.P., had to give the swag mouth to mouth

She just ripped the tag out the couch

I just kicked her back out the house

LOMO logo, had to fuck her with a GoPro

Keep this shit, leak this shit, that's what we call promo

All the shooters, they in go mode

Me, I'm pullin' in a foreign bro

All the shooters, they in Volvos

Rollin' up and smoking Marlboros up

Yeah, they don't like me, but they gon' respect me

Yeah, they don't like me, but can't no one check me

Yeah, 'cause I got it on my own, nigga

So it's motherfuck the poor niggas

Yeah

They ain't gon' like me though

Hey Hobby, tell them niggas I'm goin' for ten

Ten-million, nigga

I Like lyrics - Tory Lanez

She likes the way I put it down

She likes the way I put it down

Yeah (She likes the way—)

Uh, tab for the bad lil' bitches in the city and it's all on me

Time, low time when the love so blind that you're all I can see

Know the night won't be the same if you don't leave with me

Ass up, head down, every time you dress down

Know I like

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it (She likes the way—)

Good ass girl in the bad ass city

Got the itty bitty titty but the ass come with it

Got you hopin' that a flash come with it

Lookin' single in the club but you hopin' that a man don't get it

And she pullin' up, late night, no tees, play fight

Big jaw, grey white, fuck 'til the daylight

Put it to sleep 'cause I don't need no Xan'

And she fuckin' with me then she gon' need both hands, yeah

Big penthouse, spend another ten thou'

Nothin' get rent out, money get sent out

Good brain, good head, get the sense out

Then I make it rain in the bed, pullin' ten thou'

She likes the way I put shit down

And I likes the way, I ain't gotta call her whenever I'm in town

And she know when to pull up

Pull up on the block, throw the hood up

The block, ten boy, woodgrain with the foot up

Call me when you need somebody to work on that body the way that he should've, yeah

I pull up AM, scotch-colored grey Benz, whole room darker than Ray-Bans

And I'm still on that ass like spray tan

I would get it poppin' with you or your eight friends but look

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

I like, I like, I like it

She likes the way I put it down

She likes the way I put it down

Yeah (She likes the way—)

I See lyrics - Richard Orlinski, Nicky Jam & Tory Lanez (feat. Jon Z)

I see I see

Engulfed in your loving

I want to give you something

Girl when you need

Someone to keep it one hundred

And I see you have the trace of a wifey

Sexiest face, yeah it might be

Good sex standing in my white tee

Make you notice that nobody do it like me

Oh yeah, what you looking for

Looking for something real

Someone who knows the deal

Keep it one hundred with all your feelings

Oh what you waiting for

You've got my attention here, so I've got to reappear

I see, I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see, I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see, I see

I see, I see

Y dile rampanpan

Yo bebiendo champan ah

En una Playita en San Juan

Una foto pa Instagram

Pa que sepan que anda con Nicky Jam

I wanna wife you cause it feels so right to

Girl I know that you want to

No se que tienes tu

I wanna wife you cause it feels so right to

Girl I know that you want to

No se que tienes tu

I see I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see I see

I see I see how beautiful you are

So beautiful you are baby

Tell me what you waiting for

Vamaos pa party

Juan y Mari

En el radi

Soy tu daddy

Tu mi mami

Vamonos pa Cali

Me encantas mucho como la Pali

I see I see

It's clear baby

When you pull me into your energy

I see I see

Jon Z, Nicky Nicky Jam, Tory Lanez, Industria Nicky Nicky Nicky

I see I see

I Sip lyrics - Tory Lanez

I sip way too much drank

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

After all the nights that we spend

Swear every night too lit

You spend every night with my clique

I just never mind, you're a freak

Telling you it's gettin' too deep

I'm a player, I just crush baby

I'm just out here actin' like a new me

Got this drink up in my cup, baby

I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

Wood grain, top down, switch lanes

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

That whip, that wrist insane

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

'Cause I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

I sip way too much drank

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

You ain't my girl on my slimes

We just slide sometimes

You down to ride sometimes

Rolled up and get high sometimes

Say you love me, but can't touch me

But you know your best friend want me

Is you mad tho?

Can't fuck me

I tell the truth whenever you double cup me

I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

Wood grain, top down, switch lanes

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

Dat whip, dat wrist insane

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

'Cause I smoke, I sip, I drink

I'm supposed to stop, but I can't

I sip way too much drank

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

I sip way too much drink

I don't think I can think

I won't try to tell lies

This blunt got me too high

I won't try to be pretend

'Cause you and I are just friends

So I won't try to pretend

'Cause you and I just friends

I sip way too much drink

I Will Wait lyrics - Tory Lanez

Walking 'round with my head down low think I'm losing my mind

Feels like somebody went and stopped time

You told me you're leaving

What's left to believe in

Love's just a figment of my imagination

I would be wasting my love on someone other than you

So go ahead baby why don't ya play

I will wait, I will wait for you

'Til the very last minute baby I'm in it

I will wait, I will wait for you

I'm 'a count every second, until I see heaven

'Cause no time with no one will ever compare to the moments that you and I've shared

So yeah, I will wait, I will wait 'til you're mine

'Til the very last moment of time

Now I'm racking my brain. Did I do something wrong?

Every moment plays just like a song

With the melody stuck in my heart

Can't stand us being apart and you left me out of breath

Beating is slow in my chest

I'm a mess, yeah

Well, go ahead baby why don't ya play 'cause you know

I will wait, I will wait for you

'Til the very last minute, baby I'm in it

I will wait, I will wait for you

I'm 'a count every second until I see heaven

'Cause no time with no one will ever compare to the moments that you and I've shared

So yeah, I will wait, I will wait 'til you're mine

'Til the very last moment of time

La la la la la la

Yes, I will, oh baby

Said, "Girl, you can't leave on that plane and I swear"

I will wait, I will wait for you

'Til the very last minute, baby I'm in it

I will wait, I will wait for you

I'm 'a count every second until I see heaven

'Cause no time with no one will ever compare to the moments that you and I've shared

So yeah, I will wait, I will wait 'til you're mine

'Til the very last moment of time

I'll Be There lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. French Montana & Meek Mill)

[Tory Lanez (Meek Mill) {French Montana}:]

Can't stop what ya can't see, can ya

(Meek Milly, North Philly)

Canada, it's Fargo

{Montana}

[Meek Mill (French Montana):]

You need that work and I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I get that work from out the air

(Got my money right)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(I said I got my money right)

She want that work and I be there

(Fuck her once fuck her twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

That pussy good and I be there

(Ah fuck them once fuck them twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

[Tory Lanez:]

My TO niggas out for murder

I ain't hoppin' in it if it came without the curtains

Whoa, I'm off a stoke, smokin' purp'

'Cause all my older Gs are either gone or doing thirty

I'ma ball for 'em, I got some niggas in the yard to take the charge for me

I'm ballin' hard, these soldiers fuckin', they go hard for me

I come correct, you niggas know I take that roof off

Wait, wait hold up I can't find the door

I'm talkin' two door McLaren, watch me lean with the endo

My whip so clean, yo bitch can fix her weave in my window

I'm whippin' the box, put my chick in the fox

Shoutin', "Fargo be the realest, shout to 6 and the dot"

[Meek Mill (French Montana):]

You need that work and I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I get that work from out the air

(Got my money right)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(I said I got my money right)

She want that work and I be there

(Fuck them once, fuck them twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

That pussy good and I be there

(Ah)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Ah fuck them once, fuck them twice)

[Tory Lanez:]

I'm whippin' out the Gran Coupe

My wrist on Super Saiyan two

I got the Vegeta, I got Goku

You won't catch me out in traffic, I ain't local, no

Lord, I pray to God they never catch me chasin'

They know a nigga black, they wanna wesley-snipe me

But where I'm headin', man, it's less than likely

Ha, that's why I'm laughin' at you niggas from the kitchen

I was itchin' when the fuck, I'm the realest

Might bring out the foreign, it depend how the weather look

Just a little nigga but now look how the cheddar look

They look at me, I'm every risk that you never took, it's the Fargo

That's umbrella set

I make it look easy, don't I? It ain't easy

[Meek Mill (French Montana):]

You need that work and I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Got my money straight)

I get that work from out the air

(Got my money right)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(I said I got my money right)

She want that work and I be there

(Fuck them once, fuck them twice)

I'll be there, I'll be there

That pussy good and I be there

(Ah)

I'll be there, I'll be there

(Ah fuck them once, fuck them twice)

[Tory Lanez:]

One Umbrella, nigga

Oh yeah, and shout out my nigga, Jay, nigga

Stay gettin' money, nigga

Fuck wrong with y'all niggas?