Tory Lanez

Tory Lanez - Mama Told Me lyrics

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(Hook)

My mama always told me I would have a hiss

She wadn't allowed to see me have a hit

Had to make decisions, go n' hit the road

(Verse)

Hard to bottle(?) kiesh ya nelly got a kid

Nigga had to sell about a quarter ounce

Sold pop ? like a whore house

Pussy white, neva got to see me at the crib

Step momma moved in, nigga saw I bounced

Real shit, if I had to sell a quarter water

Only thing I gotta do I get real pay

Saw the cheapest nigga, I'mma be a fuckin' ravel(?)

Dropped out next week, down with tip gray

Yeah, rich young nigga, I done came up

Told you niggas I would get my change up

Put 7 8 9 10 chains up

From the ground, just to show me where I came from

Yo

Outtie(?) in the place, point the ricky bobby with the .40 on my waist

Cold grill shine like a 'Rolly in my face

I just hit a point like I'm Coby with the play

Talkin' to the kid, dawg, niggas pissed off

We came here after the plays lift off

Nigga, you are now talkin' to the kid, foo'

Lot of niggas talk the shit but they ain't really with the shit

For a rich nigga, rich nigga

All my niggas stars, when you see us, you are lookin' at a big dipper

Dope boy, oh God, let a nigga win, we gon' buy a whole sub

One umbrella, yeah

I told you niggas I told you niggas

(Hook)

My mama always told me I would have a hiss

She wadn't allowed to see me have a hit

Had to make decisions, go n' hit the road

(Verse 2)

Young black nigga stickin' to the code

Had a court case I done tossed that

Couple ex bitches I divorced that

I remember when I could not afford that

Couldn't even sign for it, had to forge that

Eh, money on my mind, got the ambition and the grind

Ain't no fuck nigga like ?

One twelfth rhyme

Bout to order stake with the fries

Used to eat the main chow chicken with the salad one time

Every nigga wakin' in the trap

Pray to Lord, help you, be the servant with the strap

Wait, J., you know I done serve me a plat

If it ain't comin' to me, nigga, I murder the track

I'm a rich young nigga from the 4 1 6

Same bitches, same nigga on my dick(?)

Every year, boy, we real heavy ova here, boy

I waited for my time, now the shit is finally here, boy

(Interlude)

Finally here, boy

My niggas finally here, boy

All the shit, it been a year, boy

Stayn right here boy

It's clear, boy

When I step it find me hell(?), boy

(Goddamn) Lotta war money, I done did it

Nigga, I'm the truth and now I made it

Contracts gettin' written, I'm the nigga

Air Jordan, my nation, sky pimpin'

Killas on the payroll

They'll shoot if I say so

2014, I ain't really for the beef

I just want the fuckin' pesso

Yuh, and the G's with the caso

100 G in the case, look

We was just some lil niggas last year

Playn with em lil things on safe mode

Yung nigga, had to get the money and the funds quicker

I don't wanna have niggas sleepin' on my shit

Them niggas dropped this one

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