I Told You / Another One

Tory Lanez

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    It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib
    Steady contemplating where the fuck I'm 'bout to live
    Mama died same year my sister had the kid
    It was either feed the fam or get killed
    So a nigga said fuck it
    5 of us puttin' up for one room, landlord straight buggin'
    Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight thuggin'
    Should've been left but the trap stayed bunkin'
    Nigga yeah yeah, big time, big time
    Ring so swole you would think it did time
    Swear I told you niggas for the 5th time
    I'ma get mine, yeah
    I got a ring so big, call the shit big time
    She don't wanna fuck me, man that bitch lyin'
    I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
    In the studio, I'm skating like a inline
    Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dope
    Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow
    Stupid with the whip game, stupid bankroll
    Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid shows
    I've been on the road
    Now a nigga know my way around, yeah yeah
    Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah yeah
    Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah
    These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah

    Hop in another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah
    Hop in another one nigga
    We back with another one nigga
    Came back in another one nigga, woah
    I told, I told you all
    I know how I'ma get mine
    I told, I told you all
    I know, I know
    Hop in another one nigga
    Yeah hop out another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah
    Hop in another one nigga
    We back with another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah

    My wrist is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi
    Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
    We wash a nigga talkin' at us loosely
    Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
    You love the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh
    458, I dropped it in the Winter
    Big homie asked a nigga what I'm down for
    Looked him in the eye and said to do it 'til I'm bigger than ya
    I'm whopping zans off, kicked out the house in Brampton
    Had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth
    Takeing TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga
    Ain't have no hittas with us
    Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs
    All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was dubs
    Left me out when I was tryna make it did what it does
    Can't forget about the drought when they put 6 in my plug
    Only thing I gotta do is get my mom out the mud
    Only thing I gotta do is get it poppin' and blow it
    Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
    Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
    I told you

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    Hop in another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah
    Hop in another one nigga
    We back with another one nigga
    Came back in another one nigga, woah
    I told, I told you all
    I know how I'ma get mine
    I told, I told you all
    I know, I know
    Hop in another one nigga
    Yeah hop out another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah
    Hop in another one nigga
    We back with another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah

    It's a 70/30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas
    It's a 70/30 chance I might fuck up them digits
    In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
    Now you're up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga
    I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy
    And busted cause my car wasn't running and woah
    Doggy all I want is a onion
    The game it was callin' me audibly like someone come fronted, but no
    Niggas never gave a nigga nothing
    Fuck I look like giving niggas something?
    Made 100K this week, that's on my dead mama
    Spend a 117 and I ain't even know it
    Dawg I swear my coldest nights it wasn't even snowing
    Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier
    I played the watch out on the block you used to see me scopin'
    Respect the shooters that said "Youngin' go we about to blow this"

    Hop in another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah
    Hop in another one nigga
    We back with another one nigga
    Came back in another one nigga, woah
    I told, I told you all
    I know how I'ma get mine
    I told, I told you all
    I know, I know
    Hop in another one nigga
    Yeah hop out another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah
    Hop in another one nigga
    We back with another one nigga
    Get back in another one nigga, woah

    It's the year 2009 and I done found myself a crib
    I ain't got no dough, but I done found myself a bitch
    Dollars and success is what my niggas tryna get
    Young as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
    I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
    I rather count this money with the thuggers and the junkies
    The teachers used to tell me "Boy you ain't gon' amount to nothing"
    The only love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlers
    We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas GABOS
    Seen my nigga Harvey, he went and copped him a Ghost
    Through the windshield, the centerfold on the door
    Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you folks
    Getting dough on these fours, getting money and shows
    These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes
    Funny how I'm stuntin' in somethin' flooded in stones
    Put them honeys on hold, put them runners on go
    Secure the bag

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    Composición: Sarah Abiona Johnson, Fetti Krueger y Tory Lanez

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