Tory Lanez - Don't Die lyrics

[Verse] Look n---a, I’ve been this way, since them n----s loaded up them shotgun shells and shot my older cousin Nessa all in his face F--k n----s talking, 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 b-----s and made n----s, y’all boys just b---h made n----s I flip it like a switch, swiss-blade, n---a F--k around with me, come run the town with me I do it for my dogs and n----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 spending money, they just give it to me, ’cause I’m popping More honesty and less lies Skirted the McLaren off the lot, s--t, I bought it as a test drive I took the jet for the f-----g 110th time Hoping that I don’t go out like Aaliyah or a Left Eye S--t, I’m the greatest, I’m the people’s favourite Thanks to God’s graces, I’ll be number one in all these peoples’ faces So amazing how I made it from the mazes and the phrases 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 n---a, put me in your playlist Trunk on the front of McLaren’s that need a waitlist So when I back, back, I’m fronting on f--k n----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 balling, these foul n----s is still flagrant I ain’t got no business talking just to build statement See the life from a faraway I still feel close on the nights when I’m far away I coming home, working at nights to a hard day Trying to avoid nights in the hallway selling hard ye Back when you was hip-hopping and watching Kanye I was coach hopping and sleeping inside a Hyundai Made bands out of any floor, at your mom’s place Tryna duck the crime rate, where the f--k was my mindstate? I cry real tears thinking bout my mom face If she was here, I’m thinking, 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 n----s I, 2 plus 2 n----s, I school n----s She wanna get high, f--k with a cool n---a 48 floors, check out my view n---a Uh, I already know the outcome I may have f----d 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 s--t crazy My life upgraded and I ain’t going backwards Closest thing going backwards is me rolling Backwoods Looking at you n----s like there’s no more factors Until the story over like there’s no more chapters Fargo