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tory lanez – money over fallouts كلمات اغاني

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[intro: media montage]
it’s one of the crazier stories we’ve heard of, guys (i know)
as it’s unfolding it’s like—
f_ck tory lanez, okay? now, i’m from houston, and he’s from, bro
and to think that the whole night unfolded on social media
you are the alleged shooter of megan thee stallion
instagram, in the pool with kylie jenner
was she backtracking with what she said originally?
you know, maybe that’s why we don’t have a report
donkey of the day
some b_tches tryna take up for tory and, “it’s more to the story,” b_tch, it ain’t_there ain’t nothing to the story
tory lanez got a lot of bad press
serious, he’s gon’ get deported
donkey of the day for friday august 21st goes to daystar peterson
so they got pulled over and she had been shot already, great
well, hold up—
donkey of the day
what i’m looking like, he looking at the police and then shot her?
n_ggas like that, you a sucker, he’s the king sucker, he’s the_he’s the biggest sucker in the industry (facts)
we gotta talk about tory lanez and megan thee stallion
kaash is looking for you, dawg
because the police came out saying, “we didn’t even know she was shot”
guess who i believe? megan
the best thing for tory lanez is for real, he needs to just begone

[interlude: tory lanez]
i’m done with this, you gotta know the truth
[verse: tory lanez]
ayy, they rather see me in the cell
like how he posted out with thirty thousand dollar bail?
i’m the goat, y’all n_ggas know i made that dope float on the scale
i had them hoes goin’ crazy, fiends crackin’, goin’ pale
they know i’m real, i got that flow, it’s on sale if you need a rush
coke blowin’ out my fiend’s nose like the speaker bus
ho caught me d’d up, talk down, we t’ing up
megan people tryna frame me for a shootin’
but them boys ain’t clean enough
i see how they teamin’ up, watchin’ and i’m calculatin’
gotta keep it quiet, i can’t jeopardize the outcome waitin’
seein’ certain n_ggas hatin’, like, how this n_gga hatin’?
i done gave these people so much features, made these n_ggas famous
they was on the blog sayin’ i’m canceled from this entertainment
i was on that spotify like thirty million monthly listeners, i’m f_ckin’ goin’ crazy
and my fans support me brazy, everythin’ i do is for you, i promise i’ll be on it daily
i got nothin’ but love to spread, but n_ggas hate me
hurt my heart to see them twitter fingers come from kehlani’s and kaash paige’s
but i flipped the switch, i’m grippin’ money at that fast pace
and don’t ask me for sh_t when it get real, that’s my last favor
can’t cry now ’cause i’ma laugh later
girl, you had the nerve to write that statement on that affidavit
knowin’ i ain’t do it but i’m comin’ at my truest
tryna keep this sh_t two hunnid with you, shorty, i can prove it
but them people in yo ear, they the true ones that i fear
they really got you thinkin’ tory lanez would do you in, for real
don’t forget you was my b_tch, i held it down and kept it real
i would never paint no fake picture of you just for some mills
and i thought that you was solid too, but look at how you doin’ me
look at how you doin’ me, people tryna ruin me
and what’s even worse is i’m still thinkin’ about you and me
how you goin’ live my birthday with all your jewelry to try to make some fool of me?
but i love you hard so i’m gon’ cool it, b
’cause i was coolin’ right with cuban, b, that was a stupid me
somehow i’m still down to renegotiate the unity
my heart in some foolery, this sh_t is just confusin’ me
i’m goin’ through these phases, but i gotta stack that paper
and the real estate n_ggas hatin’, took me off that application
but when they took that from me, they really took that from my baby
what the f_ck i’m finna say to his old lady?
what the f_ck y’all mean, my son don’t need a house?
my baby momma don’t need safety?
and even though i got the payment, the real estate n_ggas still hatin’
’cause he watchin’ me all on the news, but i ain’t charged with no cases
say the owner say my case is lookin’ crazy, how the f_ck that even make sense?
new times turn to past tense
all i want is straight cash, n_ggas say i lack sense
star player, hearin’ lies comin’ from the back bench
k!ll or be k!lled, that’s the reason i don’t have friends
n_ggas lyin’ on the crodie, n_ggas sayin’ i’m deported
oh, now i’m 5’3″? n_ggas sayin’ i’m a shorty
but lil’ b_tch i’m 5’7″, money on me side_steppin’
and if i stand on my wallet, you can see my thighs in heaven
one umbrella gang and when we come back, don’t you try reppin’
‘fore i let these n_ggas breathe, i gotta teach a couple lessons
gotta see a couple questions: how the f_ck you get shot in your foot, don’t hit no bones or tendons?
how the f_ck your team is tryna to paint me as some whole menace?
i just lost like ten million dollars because this cold business
but i got like ten million followers that’s gon’ roll with me
fans that support me ’cause they know my heart
so i don’t give a d_mn if shorty know jigga
i was taught to beat the block
eeny, meeny, miney in these streets, and so my nina c_cked
n_ggas, y’all can play me, y’all can frame me, but i’ma reach the top
i would never put you in no danger, and if i did, you would’ve said it when you seen the cops
ayy, lamborghini bands and they comin’ out the floor
fff, hit the fan when i’m pullin’ out the dough_oh
i would never fall out with n_ggas over hoes, ayy
money over fall outs, my n_gga, that’s the code_oh
santorini bands when i pull up to the coast
better have my bands when i pull up to the door_oh
n_ggas can’t believe i done pulled up in a ghost
and i don’t ever wanna f_ck with y’all no more, g
i got bad b_tches tryna have a orgy
keep umbrellas for the days it get stormy
i pour the henny for my n_ggas, that’s before me
my outfit fly, you gotta seat out by the floor seats
she tatted me all on her face ’cause she adore me
they talkin’ petty ’bout me but they lookin’ corny
i had to fight for mine, n_gga, you were sworn in
and god bless me when i wake up every mornin’

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