Tory Lanez2018年3月2日

作曲 : Daystar Peterson/Abraham Orellana

作詞 : Daystar Peterson/Abraham Orellana

Look ******, I've been this way,

Since them ******s loaded up them shotgun shells

And shot my older cousin Nessa all in his face

****** ******s talkin', my teachers called me a disgrace

Had to pull up on 'em last weekend in the big Wraith

I sold work on sick days and ripped Jays

I spent days tryna duck the ricochets

'Cause we were tryna figure

Which clique played with the shooter

Nowadays you boys just tryna figure who click play

I made ******* and made ******s,

Y'all boys just ******* made ******s

I flip it like a swiss, switchblade, ******

****** around with me, come run the town with me

I do it for my dogs and ******s that's down with me

He spent around 50 tryna look like us,

Tryna flex with some bottles,

But let's address it proper

I mean, I find it funny they give me

The same bundle without spendin' money,

They just give it to me, 'cause I'm poppin'

More honesty and less lies

Skirted the McLaren off the lot, *******t,

I bought it as a test drive

I took the jet for the ******' 110th time

Hoping that I don't go out like Aaliyah or a Left Eye

*******t, I'm the greatest, I'm the people's favourite

Thanks to God's graces,

I been number one in all these peoples' faces

So amazing how I made it from the mazes

And the phases change faces,

But I'm back to being basic

How many years am I gon' spend being famous?

Acting like I'm normal,

Like I don't realise I made it,

Like I don't realise I'm famous

Like I don't realise everytime

I walk around the city,

They look at me like the greatest

All-time hated ******, put me in your playlist

Trunk on the front of McLaren's that need a waitlist

So when I back, back, I'm frontin' on ****** ******s

That told me I'll never made it,

In my Audemar Piguet wrist

I hop the plane in sweats and the bathing ape kicks

50 pointer bracelets, man's best fragrance

I'm still ballin', these foul ******s is still flagrant

I ain't got no business talkin' just to build statement

See the life from a faraway

I still feel close on the nights when I'm far away

I comin' home, workin' at nights to a hard day

Tryin' to avoid nights in the hallway selling hard ye

Back when you was hip-hoppin' and watchin' Kanye

I was coach hoppin' and sleepin' inside a Hyundai

Made bands out of any floor, at your mom place

Tryna duck the crime rate,

Where the ****** was my mindstate?

I cry real tears thinkin' bout my mom face

If she was here, I'm thinkin', what would my mom say?

She'd say, I'm well accomplished,

She'd say I really did it,

She said don't let her settle for no penny pincher

I, will not lose, no, I refuse ******s

I, 2 plus 2 ******s, I school ******s

She wanna get high, ****** with a cool ******

48 floors, check out my view ******

Uh, I already know the outcome

I may have ****** it up with Nicki right before this album

My ex on me like Malcolm,

She know we can't be together,

But still be asking me how come?

I know the *******t crazy

My life upgraded and I ain't going backwards

Closest thing going backwards is me rollin' Backwoods

Looking at you ******s like there's no more factors

Until the story over like there's no more chapters