Tory Lanez – Time Away + lyrics

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Tory Lanez comes through with yet another new song titled “Time Away”. The song was leaked on October 10th, 2019 and the song remained the same, with a 90 second instrumental verse seemingly for an open verse.

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Time Away lyrics

[Chorus]
Baby, we need time away, ayy
Take you to a finer day
Let me buy you the designer things
Everything you wasn’t tryna pay, ayy, ayy
Baby, we can find a way, ayy
Let me think about a finer way, ayy
‘Cause maybe, baby, it’s a better way, ayy
And maybe I can get you everything, ayy, uh


[Post-Chorus]
And baby we need time away, ayy
Something free and nothing that we gotta pay, ayy
I’m thinking ’bout it, me and you in finer things
Thinking ’bout covering your eyes in designer frames


[Verse]
And I might pull up on your side, what I’m tryna say
Corny bitches don’t like your vibe, they just tryna hate
I’m tryna pull up G5 on that kinda day
I hit the Instagram live with my fuckin’ bae
I might just spend like twenty-five for the fuck of things
And tell her blow another five ’cause we running things, ayy


[Chorus]
Baby, we need time away, ayy
Take you to a finer day
Let me buy you the designer things
Everything you wasn’t tryna pay, ayy, ayy
Baby, we can find a way, ayy
Let me think about a finer way, ayy
‘Cause maybe, baby, it’s a better way, ayy
And maybe I can get you everything, ayy, uh

[Post-Chorus]
And baby we need time away, ayy
Something free and nothing that we gotta pay, ayy
I’m thinking ’bout it, me and you in finer things
Thinking ’bout covering your eyes in designer frames

Joyner Lucas & Tory Lanez – Suge (Remix) + lyrics

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Joyner Lucas and Tory Lanez team up to deliver a hot remix over the instrumental of DaBaby’s buzzing single “Suge.”

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Suge (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
Yeah, ain’t no one colder than me (Yeah)
I’m straight from the mud, I got me a plug
And now I be rollin’ with Meech (Woah, woah)
You think you the shit? I think you a bitch
Now go ahead and call the police (Bitch)
These niggas’ll trip, your homie’s a snitch
You’ll probably be home in a week (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I hit up Tory and told him I know you don’t like me but fuck it I’m over the beef (Word)
Told ’em we could be friends, invited him over and gave him some soda and bleach (Haha)
They said Joyner you lost it, I told them they soft
Now go take a stroll on the beach (Yeah)
Nigga, I get the sauce, bitch I’m a dog
Just don’t get a hold of my leash (Woof)
Y’all niggas back to the bluffin’ (Blow)
Joyner get back to the bustin’ (Blow)
If I do not make a few million this year then I might just go back to the hustlin’
I got me some product and I ain’t gonna hide it
I might just start trappin’ in public
I might go to prison and free all my niggas
That’s word to Harriet Tubman
Tired of you askin’ me questions, I’m sick of it
Why you keep shuttin’ shit down on the internet?
Why do you have so much talent and benefits?
Why you keep droppin’ your album in increments?
A.D.H.D. is a social experiment
Who pay attention the most when they’re hearin’ it?
You cannot stop it, there’s no interferin’ it
This is my moment and no one is sharin’ it
Nigga, I’m just gettin’ started, I hit all my targets
I promise I vary the fun (Yeah)
If I do not win the Grammy this year then I’ll blow that bitch up and then everyone dyin’ (Yeah)
I think all my shit is hot, if everyone think that it’s not then everyone lyin’
I hope my shit doesn’t flop, ’cause I’ll put a gun to your head and make everyone buy it
I’m diggin’ the hole you get buried inside (Woo), all you get buried in silence
The day that I die I get buried in diamonds
I’m killin’ you niggas, you barely survivin’ (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I think I’m so high, I could marry a pilot
I’m Area 51 alien, I let my UFO fly in, it’s scary and violent
I shut down the planet, you hearin’ the sirens
I’m very excited and you shouldn’t bother (Woo)
Joyner got too many problems (Word)
I told that little bitch that I’m down with a threesome as long as it’s you and your mama (Yeah)
I ain’t got no patience, I love to get dirty
But fuck it I’m cool with the drama (Cool)
When niggas be hatin’, I tell them no worries my nigga, Hakuna Matata
I don’t wear Prada, just bring me a white tee
I bust some Margiela’s, I still wear the Nikes
I roll with some hitters, I know you don’t like me
I shit on you niggas, now bring me some wipeys (Grra grra)
You think I’m a killer? Well maybe I might be
I ain’t got no feelings I dare you to fight me
I’ll swing with a left but I’m really a righty
Get pussy and money, it barely excites me
You read it, don’t try me, so bow
Fuck all you pricks
You cannot harm me, I think you a bitch
You think I’m corny? I think I’m the shit
When she get horny, she tickle my dick
When I was broke, I would think like I’m rich
‘Til I fucked up my credit and hit me a lick (Woo woo woo)
Then I got me some money to get me a crib
And then blew it on bitches from Plenty of Fish (Fuck was I thinkin’?)
I’m goin’ back to the streets (Yeah)
If Freddy and Jason had babies my nigga I promise then that would be me (Word)
Niggas all in my honey and actin’ all funny, I think I’m attracted to bees
They told me that I changed, I looked in the mirror like what the fuck happened to me?
Ever since I done came up, these niggas been so in their feelings
They countin’ my pockets I know that it’s killin’ ’em
Tell me you proud but you know that you jealous
The money keep pilin’ I know that you smell it
You think you entitled? Well suck on a dick and I hope that you swallow
And that’s how I’m feelin’, put that on the Bible
Don’t call me your family, you know you’re my rival I do what I gotta
Now turn the fuckin’ TV up, I’m in the media
And ain’t nobody wanna see me up, a nigga heating up
I’m like a sickle cell anemia, I really mean it
But I’m ’bout to slow a nigga breathin’ up I think he’s seen enough
I go to hell, I fuck a demon up, I think I’m mean enough
To beat a nigga with Adidas ’til I fuck the sneakers up (Yeah)
I’ll sucker-punch you when I’m sneakin’ up
You couldn’t see me but I had to hit ’em like a meteor (Boom, boom, boom)
And make ’em giddy up, to get the trunk
And I went from nothing to somethin’
I fell in love with the guns and I got a hundred away (Brrratat)
And like every day that I’m bustin’ I’m putting one in your stomach
I got ’em jumping and running, you better cover and duck (Brrratat)
And I’m not the one to be fucked with
I’m not the one that you think you could do whatever you want to (Brrratat)
There’s gonna be repercussions
The enemies know what’s up and I’m up at three in the mornin’ When you be sleepin’ and yawnin’, you know the evil be callin’
Somebody better call the ambulance for the E-M-T (Yeah)
Nigga, I’m the bomb like T-N-T
Bet I roll up on a nigga with a G-M-C
Get to clappin’ on the mental, bitter E-N-D
Call the plug, tell him that I want at least ten keys
Now I’m back in business, E-P-M-D (Woo)
Couldn’t walk in my shoes with a street stampede
Can’t walk this way I Run D-M-C (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Pack in the mail, I shouldn’t have done it it’s crackin’ the scale
Had to switch position from the kitchen nigga, I was flippin’ like a spatula there
Pretty Ricky with them bitches when I’m hittin’ long as a trip I’m spectacular here
Here shit light shit, white whip open up look like a packet of mayo
I’m back in Rodeo, fuckin’ up the check and chuckin’ up the set
And I’m back off the layover, payover way over niggas
No slumber but a nigga stay over, nigga
Your bitch is with me to the day-day, AK loaded up the same way
Chain swang, white person screamin’ out, “Gang gang!”
Slide or kick, Jet Li or Lui K-K-K (Wah)
I got a little me, he got me based God like brring ding ding
Got a main dame, Audemar that’s my main thang
Got a Rollie watch, her name Jane but she playin’ plain so we call her plain Jane
Overhaul, let it bang-bang like the fingers twistin’ on a gang member sittin’ in a chain gang
Nigga please, I got old nigga cheese, y’all got old nigga knees
Can’t let a faux nigga roll up, put a hole in your shit then let the hoe nigga leave man
Y’all niggas know a nigga T-O-R-Y, all my niggas got pores and the Os
For the free off of the fee, if a nigga throw a couple Gs get a little nigga smoke for the free, man
One five ‘oh for a show nigga, that’s how I go I was chosen with those melodies
Niggas hatin’ have a goner with those enemies
And the snakes keep blowin’ it with those in the breeze
I’m up to no good, my boy’s in the hood
But no young Jeezy, and no Jody Breezy could blow 40 Gs
Still come back who the fuck lookin’ like the Ol’ Dirty B from the Wu-Tang nigga
I could say nothin’ on a motherfuckin’ track, still go back plat’ like Pootie Tang nigga
Do your thing nigga, hoppin’ in the Mulsanne
Hotter than the blue flame lit up in the full tank nigga
Man niggas better hide, niggas what, niggas what?
Nigga, niggas at the bottom of the food chain, nigga
Nigga so lame, can’t crew hang, nigga can’t crew bang with ya, can’t move a thang with ya’
See a little bad bitch walkin’ down the block but she lookin’ at me ’cause your crew can’t get her
I’m a dominator, moderator, pass your chick like hot potato
Police not-cooperator
I won’t tolerate a bitch she talkin’ crazy, not me lil’ nigga
I be on the beach with the C little nigga
I been triplin’ enough to double some trees, little nigga
Livin’ it up with the women up in these, little nigga
Give it up all my niggas is talkin’ to havin’, niggas stuck
I been drippin’ and drippin’ like a nigga’s tippin’ the bucket
I been whippin’ these bitches stickin’ out my dick in public, they be lickin it’
Nigga done get to familiar fuckin’
I be fuckin’ these women in ten percent tinted windows
And I’m yellin’ and tellin’ they gotta get-a-get to steppin’
I’m reppin’ Umbrella forever my niggas in a bundle
I’m fly as propellers, you jealous enough
A nigga comin’, I’m eatin’ these niggas like ketchup an’ relish on a bun
I got the money to fund the winners when I want it
And when I want it I wanna feel like it you can’t front on us
I got your ex-chick and your next chick on a pole in my livin’ room floor tryin’ to dance alone
And as long as I gotta put my hands all on her she said: “Hands to the air”, ’til it landed on her
I said damn, had to put it in her head I ain’t droppin’ no bread
This is not that Gretel and the Hansel story
Got a Coupe full of hoes and the hoes in the Coupe ’til the Lamborghini doors to the floors and the roof
When I’m gone in a poof, I’m exposin’ the globe to the truth
They be knowin’ I be showin’ up with proof
Any faux nigga, any hoe nigga, any low joe schmo nigga better know
When I unload Get Low, Get Low, Get Low like Lil’ Jon and the Eastside Boyz, nigga
And my little bitch type thick, uh
Neck is freezy as a ice-pick, uh
Out of sanction like a high kick, uh
Niggas gonna copy my style like a right click
All of my dogs’ll kill you like Mike Vick
Let that pistol put that boy in a Heimlich
I was handin’ them Ls to Joyner and Don for comin’ out actin’ too lightskin
Nigga I’m back in the buildin’ applyin’ the pressure spittin’ bunch of flyin’ and firin’
Numbers so fuckin’ hot you think I died in the desert came back to fuck up your entire endeavour
You tryin’ me? Never, your squad will get shot up for tryin’ be clever
My diamonds forever, designin’ and linin’ ’em better give ’em a choice
Which one you want die with, the Nine or Beretta?
I’m sorry for being intolerant I got this violent temper
I like when I’m cold I shoot a nigga make ’em die in December
You been a bitch as long as I can remember
You say that shit gay and them niggas keep talkin’
I promise to silence your members and quiet your temper
While firing bullets that fly at your mental and pry at your denim
I’ll hire somebody to fire the jet up and get up and send a shooter that’ll fly off your rental
I promise I’m high on my mental might think it’s a setup and find me a nigga
Might line that nigga for the paper let the heater get to foldin’
Origami the nigga the Louie luggage
Bustin’, damier nigga but true we thuggin’ no insomnia nigga
I’m really a top 3

[Outro: Tory Lanez]
Man hold on I’m rappin’ too much man
Fuck this shit

Tory Lanez – Forever + lyrics

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Forever is another single by Hip-Hop/R&B artist Tory Lanez, which is produced by frequent producer Cassius Jay.

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Forever lyrics

[Intro]
Run that shit up, Cas’
Grrrah! Ayy, crack
One Umbrella
Any Cash on you?
Ayy
That boy Cas

[Chorus]
If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg
Then we gon’ get money together
You go through a trial, you duckin’ the law
So fuck it, we duck ’em together
When shit gettin’ wild and you kill a nigga
We bury the shovel together
I got you forever and ever
I got you through every endeavor
If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg
Then we gon’ get money together
You go through a trial, you duckin’ the law
So fuck it, we duck ’em together
When shit gettin’ wild and you kill a nigga
We bury the shovel together
I got you forever and ever
I got you through every endeavor

[Verse 1]
I got you through every endeavor
Fuckin’ with you through whatever and ever
‘Cause we were freezin’ in the cold, my nigga
And we were starvin’ in the desert together
And you was quick to pull a Desi whenever
So I was quick to pull the lever whenever
And we was down to bust maneuvers
If you pump fakin’, we blockin’ the hesi together
I’m whippin’ a four in the five, my nigga
These bitches blowin’, goin’ live
My nigga, we came up out the situation
Niggas sayin’ we was supposed to cut the ties with niggas
And I was tryna coincide with ’em
But he trippin’ so I let the .9 hit him
If he trippin’ on me, I can lie with him
Movin’ different on me, I should slide on him
Nigga, I don’t take no pills or the Perc’
My piss got Ts on me
We duckin’ hoes and the Ds on me
I can’t let these hoes put no disease on me
I’m a real nigga from the streets
Homie, I’ma pull up to the top, nigga
Niggas hate to see you when you real
Gettin’ and you get it off
For all you dawgs, nigga, I’ma keep shit real

[Chorus]
If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg
Then we gon’ get money together
You go through a trial, you duckin’ the law
So fuck it, we duck ’em together
When shit gettin’ wild and you kill a nigga
We bury the shovel together
I got you forever and ever
I got you through every endeavor
If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg
Then we gon’ get money together
You go through a trial, you duckin’ the law
So fuck it, we duck ’em together
When shit gettin’ wild and you kill a nigga
We bury the shovel together
I got you forever and ever
I got you through every endeavor

[Verse 2]
Through every endeavor
It don’t matter the weather, whenever
It’s a reason niggas still level together
Pot of gold, we set ’em together
Never settle, we get to the cheddar
No intention of dissin’ you ever
We did it together, we better than ever
If a waitress a 100, then you throw a 50
My nigga, we better together
Met that bitch, fucked the walls in it
I’ma a beast, shawty, I’ma dog in it
I can’t fall for it, but I fall in it
She a dog with it and she stay shadin’
And I play the game
But lil’ mama know a nigga ball in it
I be smokin’ pussy like a backwood
Or I’m raws in it, I be gone in it
It’s me and my dawgs
Knowin’ it’s a lot of fuck niggas hatin’ on me
Yeah, niggas love seein’ me fall
Knowin’ I can’t fuck no lil’ bitty bitches
I have bitches screenin’ my call
Know it’s a lot of y’all seein’ me ball
‘Cause if he my dawg, then the nigga gon’ shoot it out with me, no legal involved (Yo Tory!)

[Chorus]
If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg
Then we gon’ get money together
You go through a trial, you duckin’ the law
So fuck it, we duck ’em together
When shit gettin’ wild and you kill a nigga
We bury the shovel together
I got you forever and ever
I got you through every endeavor
If you my dawg, then nigga, my dawg
Then we gon’ get money together
You go through a trial, you duckin’ the law
So fuck it, we duck ’em together
When shit gettin’ wild and you kill a nigga
We bury the shovel together
I got you forever and ever
I got you through every endeavor, yeah

The Plug feat. Dappy & Tory Lanez– Not Today + lyrics

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The Plug Records drop their new single “Not Today” featuring Dappy and Tory Lanez.

“Not Today” is off of the upcoming album Plug Talks, a collaborative album featuring a host of the most exciting new urban talent from across Europe and America.

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Not Today lyrics

No matter what I get I always wanna see more
Up and down the M way, chasing paper, fuck a detour
Tryna put my mind at ease, by blowing trees
I’m independent, moving major
I’m about mine, I ain’t dependent on no favours
About time, on my P’s, it’s in my nature
If you know, you know, then there’s no need to shout it

Don’t even think about it
No, no not today, not today, not today, not today, no not today
Low it if you ain’t got nothin’ good to say
Good to say, good to say, good to say, nothin’ to say
Beg you allow me, not today

I was just a young offender
Tryna turn a tenner into a hundred thou’ boy
Down on my luck, playin’ money up
Tryna change pennies into pound coins
We were block kids on some hot shit
We would joyride and we’d shoplift
So nowadays you think we give a damn?
We just hit the plug when we ain’t got piff

I be out here tryna rescue the drought
‘Cause the game be itchin’ when I ain’t about
Obviously I’m the Dap, but even me I gotta grind
Cuh nothin’ happens overnight

Time is tickin’, I’m too busy to put my feet up
I’m either drownin’ or drippin’ I need to ease up

No matter what I get I always wanna see more
Up and down the M way, chasing paper, fuck a detour
Tryna put my mind at ease, by blowing trees
I’m independent, moving major
I’m about mine, I ain’t dependent on no favours
About time, on my P’s, it’s in my nature
I’ve been down and out, I came this close to drownin’

So don’t even think about it
No, no not today, not today, not today, not today, no not today
Low it if you ain’t got nothin’ good to say
Good to say, good to say, good to say, nothin’ to say
Beg you allow me, not today

Get it for all of my niggas
So I’ma toast it up and ball with my niggas
Get a jet and we charter my niggas
Just do whatever, gettin’ guala my nigga
And ain’t no reason I should stunt on my nigga
If I got it, gotta involve all my niggas
‘Cause niggas that came through, range blue
One shot, stayed juice, stayed true one time
20 rack on my jean pocket
20 rack on my jean jacket
Without an infrared beam, I’m lacking
I done put up with bizarre times
I’ma deal with the mob ties
Pull them nigga aside time
Slappin’ the 40, it’s slaat time, yeah, yeah, yeah

No matter what I get I always wanna see more
Up and down the M way, chasing paper, fuck a detour
Tryna put my mind at ease, by blowing trees
I’m independent, moving major
I’m about mine, I ain’t dependent on no favours
About time, on my P’s, it’s in my nature
I’ve been down and out, I came this close to drownin’

So don’t even think about it
No, no not today, not today, not today, not today, no not today
Low it if you ain’t got nothin’ good to say
Good to say, good to say, good to say, nothin’ to say
Beg you allow me, not today

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Trust me it’s not the day today
Yeah, yeah

Tory Lanez ft. Quavo & Tyga – Broke Leg + lyrics

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The Canadian singer/rapper Tory Lanez teams with Quavo and Tyga for a potential strip-club anthem titled “Broke Leg”.