Adidas By Tory Lanez
Yeah, yeah
*** stash in my Beamer
I can cash out on Adidas
Should I trap? Or should I rap and spend this cash all on a feature?
My niggas is in the field and they adopted so I teach
But I gotta spend this cash all on this *** re-up
I’m trying to be a leader, but ***, I’m falling in my past
The trap calling for this cash
I scrape the bottom of the stash
Front a *** one and I compress it, I can stretch that *** to half
A lot of *** a *** never had a *** tryna grab
And R.I.P. my *** Black, ’cause they done chopped him into pieces
He was trying to duck police’s
I was trying to duck the reaper
I was on the block hustling
Just tryna stuff the reefer in the pocket with the nina
*** I’m popping with the heater
If I need her
I’m in the kitchen
Baking like Anita
Trying to freak it like Adina
Sell a sneak it to Abina
I was younger
Was *** up the re-up
Copping sneakers
‘Cause the O.G.’s never taught me how to be up
I got beat up on them corners but I came back
Trap back, jumping, had it popping on the same track
Lil’ mama thugging, got my name as a face tat
***, you gotta face facts
It’s some real niggas in this *** you can’t replace that
Same block, same strap
Shoot a *** face back
Leave his head in his legs waist in his wave cap
*** the K back
Was blowing blades where his braids at
*** the K back, had so much pain so I stained that
Mama cried tears, we did bids throughout the years
I had a couple niggas die and I’m just wishing you was here
But *** it’s clear
I’m riding with my pistol like a piston through the fear, and let them niggas know I’m here
I promise when I die they’ll celebrate me like I’m Pac
It’ll be because I reach my goal, not cause I sold this rock
Any *** that try too hate me, promise dog, they gon’ get shot
I’m from the Dot
And I got some niggas that’s still down to knock yo top
I put this on my baby
This being broke *** done drove me crazy
All my friends done went ghost and went Swayze
My number 1 question now is, “Lord, am I gone make it?”
‘Cause it’s times I feel alone and just so hopeless on this pavement
I tried to work a 9-5 but I can’t wait for payment
***, that *** just take too long and plus the feeling so complacent
But I look at that road, and it’s like my goals are so adjacent
The devil on my shoulder, it’s getting colder in this basement
I got killers to the left of me drug dealers on my right
To the world they look scary, but I knew these niggas all my life
And now my lil’ *** scamming, he tryna cop it off a swipe
I remember different nights
Ducking cops and running flights of stairs niggas getting scared but *** boy, that ain’t my type
I threw it up with niggas pass my weight and twice my height
Ever sat up in that dark place, just tryna find the light?
I can’t even trust myself, my left hand don’t know my right
I can put this on my dead momma
Marajuana sales bought this Farrogamo
Out of state licks, still got the flicks of Moncler on me
***, I’m all smiles like the logo of the Murakami
Niggas can’t stop me, now they fearing on me
Only thing I fear is God
I could never fear the odds
Eric committing a *** the only time you seen the tears fall
Shot my *** Netsa, in his head they tried to clear ’em off
Then my cousin Dave got shot in front of grandmas
I been in them shootouts in the parking lots and stand offs
Real plugs where I’m from, no niggas never ran off
Give it to my lil’ ***, pass it by the hand off
Had to sell him game you gotta pass and put yo man on
‘Cause even if I
Even if I don’t get it
Then I might die trying
‘Cause I was born broke, but ima die rich
Even if I
If I never get it
I’ll still have this *** stash
When I blow past
Selling snow like it’s winter in the forecast
I gotta make it
I gotta make it
Said I gotta make it
And if they won’t give it to me, I’m gone take it
Oh
I gotta make it
I gotta make it
And if they won’t give it to me I’m gone take it