Tory Lanez

Dope Boy's Diary
Yeah, nothin' bigger than the Umbrella Yeah, yeah (Perfect) Forever, you just gotta feel me, nigga Lil Tory (Cannon) Told my bitch I love her, she ain't say it back My heart, I can't play with that Fuck it, that's that, and we made it that Runnin' through the trap to find my re-up, tryna make it back BM trippin', I'm just tryna cop my son his favorite snacks Love from the Crip, Bloods, and GDs Scammin' out the bank, I made like fifty thou' on TD In this trap, my homeboys my heart, but shit, I gotta move greedy Got a budget for the lawyer case I lose with this PD (Perfect) 'Cause we tryna get more than rich, fuck the fame and all the gliss My bitch ain't had tits, so I bought her tits I'm a lil' older, so I'm older 'til I taught the bitch Boy, I woulda swore that she was loyal 'til I caught the bitch I won't trust a soul, it's just me and my poor, playin' position On that road, watchin' jack boys close Gun closer than the sirens, see if them boys try me Bitch, I'm openin' to fire, catchin' bodies like corona in the virus, nigga Weed bought the Rolex, crack bought the buss down Trappin' did a home run, scammin' did a touchdown Thinkin' 'bout my son now, know I gotta stay alive 'Cause I done let him down like four times and I can't make it five SongtexteCops from a naked eye, watchin' in a foreign But we movin' neat, the DA can't grant them no warrants (Perfect) The Birdman with me like Wayne in New Orleans Rainin' and pourin', ragin' and warin' Prolly lost my bitch to a athlete Fuck it, I'ma pull up with another bitch, mad fleek I remember Crystal done told me I was mad weak From that day, I never let another bitch embarrass me (Perfect) I had to wear the same drawers Goin' out for weeks and nigga stank, but this shit paid off Flexin' like I own the rental, nigga, I had to play it off Hoes I put this dick off in that hole just like I'm playin' golf Anytime I ran up out of work I sold 'em drywall I was broke and threw it on the scale 'cause I can't eyeball Homie, I just came from bein' homeless, that's a sidebar That's why with this rap shit I be focused, can't take time off Boy, I'm not a killer, but don't push me, that's on my momma 'Cause my killers out there swimmin' in the deep end 'Fore he knew that nigga drowned 'cause he was deep in Scoreboard, bitch, you playin' on the defense My lil' niggas catchin' bodies every weekend My lil' shooter made the movie with the sequence Play with us and we gon' turn that nigga pretense In the foreign, picked him up from out the precinct 'Cause he gon' still put in that pressure 'til the beef ends, ayy I wanna cheat but I'll prolly kill her if she cheat on me Homicidal thoughts don't mix with Gs on me Plus I be with Gs, homie, stick hot like ninety-eight degrees on me Trigger finger itchy like some fleas on me Sleepin' on my nigga sofa, sleepin' on the floor I couldn't even tell a bitch, "Come over" Now it's all Dior all on my body like my melatonin Niggas took the stand, I can't believe them boys were tellin' on me Street shit is hella phony, yeah Look in my eyes, you see I'm dodgin' all the demons Came a long way from swipin' fraud cards at all the Neiman's (Perfect) I was plottin' and schemin', poppin' bad beans and shit I thought it, then dreamed it, turned it to reality This a fatality, killin' any nigga sayin' he got the same style as me I'm the only rapper sayin' shit with no apology Pull up, you could holler, B Your favorite rapper's shit just ain't as hot as me Tory (Perfect) Ayy, spittin' fire in the booth Forgiato tires on the coupe OGs lookin' at me like they inspired to be me When I aspired to be you It's crazy but it's true Damn, yeah Y'all know 310 run this shit, you know what's goin' on, nigga Big U, big Umbrella Aus Songtexte Mania