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Sorry But I Had To... (feat. Yoko Gold)

アーティスト:Tory Lanez  アルバム:DAYSTAR  作詞:Daystar Peterson  作曲:Daystar Peterson  発売年:2020 

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His hair, wack, his gear, wack His jewelry, wack, his foot stance, wack The way that he talks, wack The way that he doesn't even like to smile, wack Me, I'm tight as fuck Look All I'm catchin' is niggas on Twitter, dissin' And talkin' lies on they lives I can't recognize my ex-twin in full disguise Since I went independent, these niggas want my demise But I am yeast to the bread, my nigga, watch me rise I'm watchin' niggas analyze me, how you protectin' me? But made this whole plan to fry me? Since the event, you never called me but you can't deny me If you got shot from behind, how can you identify me? It's funny how you got these lil' fufu, four plaque, lil' ju-ju niggas talkin' Zulu I coulda made the shooters make a movie like it's Hulu But who's these new niggas, talkin', boppin' and poppin' shit But got less than four accomplishments? I got way more to lose than you do Uh, watchin' the industry try and ho you Asian Doll talkin', but shawty, I don't know you I never met you, nor have I heard a song And nor have I seen billboards See your name in any cert or song from out your catalog Oop, the hat is off Behind that tatted skin, you battered with scattered scars But I still respect and help you Just don't treat me like you see me out in public And I said, "Fuck it," and tried to disrespect you JoJo, that was a bozo move You tryna take me off a song that got you the most views Got mad love for you, though, your label, they confused They spent fifty on my feature, they fifty K in the lose right now, yeah Nigga, play me, nigga, play me 'til the day I get to save me I'm watchin' mad face and y'all niggas is movin' shady Delusional, like Like how that 1942 from Kylie house still got you talkin' crazy Fuck a hail or handshake from niggas The past months, the energy been mad fake from niggas But I'm lifted up, bring Saran Wrap, talents gifted up And if I drop this shit for a second, I'm back to pick it up Unapologetically, jumped inside a pool and Kylie's face was lookin' heavenly And though I'm innocent, they got this picture painted heavily I pray that God remember me, faith done turn all my situations to a melon tree Uh, J.R. Smith, it's the pot that piss And you the last cat that should talk about some shots that hit 'Cause your performance and percentage, player Rollin', ridin' benches, nigga, I'm from the trenches, nigga You the type to buy a chick a eighty and ya still won't get a inch up in her Yeah, I'm at they head, sprayin' hard like a spritzer, nigga Baggin' niggas' ex bitches off a Insta' picture Toes rufflin' through the sand like a Kingston nigga Yeah, contradictions in your lines With domestic pride crimes, we still have yet to find mines Any time I brought these bitches up, you stressed it five times How you try to kill the cat and then forget them nine lives? I know it so well, I know these niggas so well Jealous feelings, niggas best at catchin' like they Odell It's rap niggas out here tellin' Megan she should go tell But she won't tell the truth 'cause I'll be kicked up in my hotel When the spiteful live shiesty, it's real trife You niggas playin' Instagram, I'm playin' real life Think I'm finna talk about a open case just for some likes? I promise we done worked too many nights Please, talkin' nights, we worked on a wage, flippin', turn through the page We got Bun B on live sayin' I should burn in a cage In these times of Black lives,


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