Tory Lanez - I Told You/ Another One lyrics

Part I: I Told You

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
Five 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 fifth 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 could turn
The plane around, yeah yeah
These niggas pissy that we stayed around
Yeah yeah part I I: Another One

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

My wrist is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi
Skating on 'em, Kristi Yamaguchi
We wash a nigga talkin' at us loosely
Skating on 'em, Kristi Yamaguchi
Uh, you love the sound
Uh, don't fuck around, nah
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 xans off
Kicked out the house in Brampton
Had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth
Taking TTC to get the figures
Just me and my little nigga
Ain't have no hittas with us
Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs
Killers with 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 six 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

Hop in another one, nigga
Get back in another one, nigga
Then 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 I'ma get mine
I told, I told you all (Fargo)
I know, I know

It's a 70
30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas
It's a 70
30 chance I might fuck up them digit's
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 confronted, 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
Then hop out another one, nigga
Then back in another one, nigga, woah
Hop in another one, nigga
We back with another one, nigga
Then back in another one, nigga, woah
I told, I told you all i know I'ma get mine
I told, I told you all i know, I know

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'd rather count this money with
The thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "Boy
You ain't gon' 'mount to nothin'"
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
Gettin' money it show
These checks are looking silly
I'm gettin' funny on hoes
Funny how I'm stuntin' in
Somethin' flooded in stones
Put them hunnids on hold
Put them runners on go secure the bag