Tory Lanez - Albany Bahamas lyrics

[Tory Lanez - Albany Bahamas lyrics]

Just left the Bahamas with Justin Bieber
Prayin' for me over FaceTime 'bout two years
Back's the last I seen him
Forty thousand feet up in the sky
Reflectin' back by my house
Some of my guys got murdered and damn
I feel lost in this lonely road
With no highs and only lows, and no ties
Only goals and spittin' like I'm tryna put
My dentures in that 44 i'm at the 40
40, tryna find a shawty for me
And soon it's rendezvous and
Hoes actin' naughty, naughty
And not by nature, I drop by paper
I think of times when I didn't have
It, hoes used to laugh it, laugh it
Now I'm lookin' back like
"Damn, shawty, what happened, happened?"
Now they like, "What's happenin'?", I'm
Likе, "Cool, whatever happenеd, happened"
(yeah)
Come throw that ass back, I still tag it
Still slap it i got word you threw a hundred
On my head, well, I'm laughin', hmm
That's the only time you'll see me dead
I see green and money, I see problems
I see red
So much drama and the stress inside my mind
I'm tryna ch chill, I'm talkin' tears
Used to shop at Sears
These niggas used to pop their mouth but
Had no heart to see us
Old friends turnin' to haters and then
We done go major again
I'm in a state of revenge, fuck
All that fakes fightin', nigga
That playin' pretend ain't no makin' amends
All light sable play in the Benz like

Finding myself, make mistakes
All the signs don't break
Know that I'm hard headed
I'm so sorry but that's why I wonder

If these niggas really are down
Or am I just holdin' it down? Oh, yeah
Will these bitches really be
Around when I'm down? That's what I wonder
I had to have my heart broke down
Now you tryna start goin' down, back there
I guarantee they won't be around
That's why I wonder

Yeah i'm gettin' texts from women I
Had some mess with
Hoes I used to text the "X" and
"O" and now they textin', "SOS"
Just to save 'em from the ex
They got in bed with
It's crazy how them acronyms work
I live a good life at Taboo in Miami
It's bad bitches throwin' ass at my work
I know they mad, they hurt that I'm throwin'
Cash and then splurgin'
I'm stuntin' hard, the Cullinan rim caps
Still here scratchin' the curb, my gosh
I wouldn't dress my son superfly
'til he turn five
Rather not see him hypnotize to material lies
Nothin' like his daddy who
Be overdriven by design
Late night, fuckin' stripper bitches
Livin' out of line

Finding myself, make mistakes
All the signs don't break
Know that I'm hard headed
I'm so sorry but that's why I wonder

If these niggas really are down
Or am I just holdin' it down? Oh, yeah
Will these bitches really be
Around when I'm down? That's what I wonder
I had to have my heart broke down
Now you tryna start goin' down, back there
I guarantee they won't be around
That's why I wonder

Get in my head, goin' sideways
Everything you said on replay
Get in my head, goin' sideways
Everything you said on replay

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