Tory Lanez - Sway Freestyle (pt. 2) lyrics

[Verse 1] Sorry not sorry the boy is back in the building He feelin' himself he pouring Corgiac in the building Excuse me for not applauding we all up in feeling I just feel like most of these artists aren't appealing to me Young T, Mister Olay Free, I'm in the sauce like bolognese n***as still b**hing, the gun still singing and my gun still singing to them n***as like Do-Re-Mi So lit I take a pic for a 4K fee Tell a b**h that I'm the sh**, piss, throw-up, pee Threesomin' hoes got them yelling "Hold up T -you gon get in my hair", I'm like "so what B?" I go New York on em', I got a new talk for em' n***as want beef, trust me I got a new fork for em' I'm flying a Brooklyn b**h, right outta Newark for em' New Jersey I'm getting money motherf**er you heard me When I heard the term 6, I wasn't used to the sh** I dropped The New Toronto, I wasn't new to this sh** I know I'm not wrong for making lucrative sh** But, n***as all offended by my views of the 6 When it came to boy, I said that he was a fan Say the same thing, I said that he was a fan Tried to do the same, returning the same stamp But I just can't fall, wherever I fall n***a I land You seen it, baller alert, main news n***a Holding off west like I'm Ye's room n***a These blogs talk about me like a trade room n***a I feel like I got the keys to The Shade Room n***a C'mon, sh** done changed, the chicks done changed Chest, the titties, the a** on my chicks done changed Went from a 1.6 to a 6 something Range Gotta understand the life from which one came I was taught drop harder, be the kid and drop cars where the girls will give you brain and even catch the smart water And I ain't even stressing y'all father, when I'm say that I'm y'all father I can get how that can make you all bothered So much money they just okay me Out the womb I told the doctor "n***a don't play me" My hoes never say nothing they just okay me I keep the K right between em' like OKC Please, the young boy has got the remedy down If you ain't with us, you a op and you an enemy now Boss n***a calling shots like I'm Penny Liddell I hit them b**hes that you never see at 70 down Look, 2Pac back, my two Glocks strapped, with two pop b**hes f**ing in the U-Haul track I'm so jazzy n***a I could bring the crew long lack I'm so jazzy n***a I could bring juke talk back Wait, tell you what to do just like a surgeon I go, fly in that p**y just like a carpet Backwood, smoking excuse me for the cigar scent Dark tint, roll up on n***as so I can avoid all the nonsense Please, people know that I'm coming sh** me Competition know I'm coming sh** free And this sh** is ironic that the outcome and look the album is this summer sixteen [Verse 2] All my young boys is shooting they with the shootouts One Umbrella crew out, n***a what you gon' do bout My dog Jae is trying to find him a new route I'm tryna do me the same, my b**hes do be insane Got that Mulsuanne glidin', I'm riding it Through the rain Through the pain We do change, n***as won't do a thing And me, I do thangs n***a hotta than blue flame And my wrist saying b**h come kick it like Liu Kang Look, n***a I don't play no games I'm a General Lifetime ties I ain't f**ing with the federal White wine vibe, 5 b**hes on my genitals Pedal to the metal she don't put me on a pedestal I hit her with the finishing touch I diminish them bad b**hes and hit em' like a cinnamon dutch I touch bad b**hes with mad riches, they dad riches And I'm in they back so much n***a I'm Ad-Libin' Big timer, doe proper, show stopper Bad b**hes, actresses in soap operas Getting so much doe ya'll n***as owe papa I get paid to put you on a stretcher, old doctor We be moving militant, whole squad real and sh** 10 rollies, 30 chains whole squad k**in' it Went to Rolls Royce, brought the Wraith out the dealership Bought the b**h cash you can tell em' that I'm still legit Y'all say y'all ball with payments to make On the G4 cigar with plane flicks to take G5 private plane away from jakes And yeah n***a I do lear from state to state Gotta yellow presidenti and I baked the face My chick yellow den confetti, gotta laced in grape Treat my dates like, "f** it if we late, we late" And if you f**ing and you saying you relate we great Okay, why them n***as hating on Tory, can't chance it Why them n***as sick of my face, that's cancer Why they in the backroom dissing like the dancers Well me and Sway are the same cause we don't got the answers I was with the scammers, trigger pullers and jammers Night time shooters a do you in they pajamas Then eat Oodles and Noodles and go to sleep vampin' Toss hammers in water and lay in East Hampton Me, Sosa, and Brooks that's the three champions Give your b**h a 3 point foul, 3 chances Ya broad say I'm lying, I ain't f** it, she dancing I knew she was f**ing from the first 3 glances Heard she gotta twin that heard I ball, Steve Francis f** her and then I'm taking her sis, Steve Nash sh** Relapse n***a, I'm on my relax n***a And I already won the race these just re-laps n***a Mind your b**h and you bees wax n***a I keep 3 straps Cause we done hit some cats that's gone be back n***a After the Rai Rai talk, da whagwan pop can I'm still with real n***as saying, "wha pop? whagwan?" Pull in something foreign with the top all chopped on n***as getting mad but the boy on top don Ralph Lauren bedsheets, Ralph Lauren I'm k**ing it Linen all foreign, I'm touring with foreign models Order more bottles them b**hes is gon' swallow And I got so many hallow tips, I swear I'm going hallow When I shoot we bang my n***a it's gon' follow When the aim full throttle and I drink the full bottle Of Patron, when it's on my n***a then it's on So we gon' get it on until we in the zone And it's real man little f**er you n***as gon' feel em' August 19th my n***as is gon' k** em' We going pop, n***a we going pop Pop up and make another mill I call that going pop n***a Yeah n***a and y'all n***as gon' flop n***a All my n***as, one umbrella we gon' drop n***as Yeah, I'm getting so much n***as getting cheese my n***a, they acting so tough I don't give a f** my n***a, just grow up I'm just getting money so much, I can throw up Last time I came on Sway my chains was wack This time I came on Sway my chains is stacked I don't give a f** my n***a