Tory Lanez - Ms. Backseat Love The Gut Feeling lyrics

rate me

I know you heard about me

So what’s the word about me?

That me and my niggas done game up

‘Cause she got a man every week

So she grinding on me, perfect timing on me

In the backseat of my Wrangler, shorty I’m gonna put it down, down

Shorty, I’m gonna put it down, down

Shorty, I’m gonna put it down

Shorty, I’m gonna put it down, down

I’m caught up in the motherfucking backseat with your love

As I stand on my toes, playing my post

My foot, nigga, in this snow cold has the winter

At the point when it breeze and it blow

Try to live life like Christ, in the image of Him

But life with these niggas from the lowest breed

Double crossed and thoughts of greed

And dropping out with no job made it hard to succeed

I’m putting in work but I’m stuck

I’m pushing this work but it sucks

Down in that third like my worth ain’t worth, fuck it

I’m living amongst rugged niggas that don’t fuck with niggas

But fuck with digits and as long as that’s around, you ok

Call me, kick it, oh, fuck with the one, nothing

Under the sun, exquisite

Thinking till my stomach gets to laugh and brag with some of my youngings

From this life and onion

Just the thought alone of shorty having my phone and number

Hid my calling, I knew that there was more in store for me

The rapper side, I knew that there was more important for me

But ain’t this who I am, convincing myself then mama

Wasn’t gonna tell ‘em that, see that beat rolled on ‘em

Drop rolls, exploding foes on ‘em, I know she knows the shop

Nowhere to go but up