Tory Lanez - We Made It lyrics

[Intro] It's a lot of it n***a Oh so your old a** don't wanna smoke with a n***a? I got weed It's a lot of it n***a Yea, uh [Verse] n***a we made it n***as get jealous The owner can't tell us sh** n***a we paid it Look at the picture we painted My sh** make your sh** get repainted My n***a I'm faded, S-O to pay me Cause this year I promise they got it we take it f** all them b**hes that hated Last year I got lazy cause n***a we mof**ing made it No I ain't giving out favors If n***as is talking then dissing is cool Cause this year ain't no n***a my neighbor It's hundreds I'm running I eat with Armenian n***as that get to that paper I'm back on the road with a four and a baby So baby just hit up my pager, n***a I'm major This sh** was a movie, I took her for sushi My kick is front Louie, my chick outta truly Your b**hes are groupies, one of Wasatcha My n***a book me the flight I was gon' book her the ticket to f** her But it only took me one night and I damn near Head in a Porsche I crashed the Panamera I ain't got a damn care cause I'm the man in here Walking with the metal cause the mof**ing devil Ain't playing it fair, I throw a damn chair Liquor and the weed got me looking like a n***a with a blank stare I'm in the bank yeah, every time I step up in your city I'm the n***a getting banked out, I said I said it before She getting me high but give me head on the low I been getting the dough but really getting it though Got the KDE moving and that's a cheddar to go I b-redded flow enough finesse on the low You can never n***a when I'm coming all up in it n***as talk money but it's funny to me They don't see me like the car tinted (Ah!) Everything I'm doing gotta have an R in it Audemar, Audecar, authentic The streets wanna know why you and Drizzy Drake Ain't been doing no features I'm not for the answers the only thing I am is ready when he is In living Jesus I nailed 'em my keeper to help me spit ether My women let Bellevardé spill on designer they know I got cleaners f** with me shawty, if it ain't me then who else? We learned it from early don't bite off the hand That's gon' feed you some wealth k**er on the street, I preach and I repeat No slip I sleep, I creep with my heat Ice deep, even on my street with my peep the n***a might try pre-or Got off a tour, 'bout to go hop on another one Tell a f** n***a to fall back (Yup!) Just like the summer done Said it when I was eleven when I put the pen into the pad Like Paramedic Pat, now we pull up pressing [?] We done took an interception Jugging in a cooking section, n***as took it that you took a lesson But I didn't [?] And you know the mof**a in the hood Rapping like a mof**ing hood reverend