Sway in the Morning - Tory Lanez | Five Fingers Of Death (2018) lyrics
[Sway in the Morning - Tory Lanez | Five Fingers Of Death 2018 lyrics]
My Glock crazy, fiends on my block brazy
A lot of niggas sendin' shots
That cannot phase me cops movin'
Niggas shootin' at the opps daily
My momma died, but my pop raised me
The block made me tuck grips
And serve rocks daily
I started scammin’, had my
Bitches doin' drops, crazy
Listen, I got a vision of a all white Wraith
With the inside interior seat
Color of hot gravy have it lookin' like a
Dinner when I'm drivin'
My grip like my dick
It get bigger when I slide in
45th skippin' like flipper on the glide-in
Comin' through the spot
Jewels drippin' like Poseidon
Different bitches trippin'
Tryna get up right beside 'em
I'm S5, fifth drivin' out the sunroof
Clique flyin' while my niggas stick-shift
And try and switch irons he was trippin'
Gear shift and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation
My lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for
The love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold hearted niggas but
That's how I raised 'em
Scrape a opp off the board
Before you dry erase 'em
He put his hands on your
Brother? You gotta fade 'em
He put his hands on your sister
It's annihilation
I'm in the sky racin', Henny shot
Chasin', bad bitches one plan
And that's to end up on the yachts naked
Stand on your block
Fuck how the opps take it
I let the ooze down his
Throat like he shot chasin'
But if we grapple, dawg
I beat your face red and white and have it
Lookin' like I just bit the apple off
My momma died
I lost my mind and couldn't cope with it
And niggas kept on pokin' at my open shit
So I sold dope and moved O's
And made hope of it
And got busy with any nigga
That made joke of it
Made a lil' change, boom bam, studio equip
Fast forward couple years later
Sittin' in them Range Rover tints
My life is crazy, ice is hazy
Overnight flight, how to expedite your lady
For the right price, I could get you striked
It's crazy
Money height like Dwight on a flight with KD
Crazy how I pulled up in a drop Rolls
Pocket rocket in my sneaker
Right above the sock rolls
I keep it on me and my block knows
Because, without it, somethin's missin'
Like the nose ring on Pac's nose
Bandana tied, blam-blam your ride, Rob
Van Dam the man inside
That you gave your hand to drive
I'm so sick I spit flows
With a whole infection
Time's hard and niggas gotta split
The O in sections
No burners, like fuckin' hoes, no protection
But that's rare
Like a fat ass with no injections
Presidential kush
It could've took the whole election
I got a whole collection of
A home grown selection me and broke niggas
Two things with no connection
I can't see 'em like the
FaceTime with no reception
I'm crazy, I'm goin’ ballistic for the gravy
I'll let it go in your biscuit
From the screw face, cat black
You know that I'm twisted, stupid aim
My trigger finger itchin’ goin’ autistic
Told I'm aimin’ for the headshot
You could see the moisture
Put shells in your mouth
Like you eatin’ oysters
I book niggas librarian quick
And put them thangs on the
Boat like Nigerian kids
I'ma black mac, hoodie up
I ain't do it for the look until I
Got the Ramada poppin’ and booked it up
The car, man, you gotta look it up
I hustle drugs like me on a song, nigga
I hook it up
I shook it up and made a wish with it
Then my enemies started dyin’ from
Young niggas in Knicks fitteds
That sell dope
So they can go and cop the kicks with it
I pop a nigga whole chick
And take flicks in it
But I'm not a pornstar, I hit the OnStar
I'm tryna find me some wet
Pussy and a long jaw
Fantastic, I'ma damn bastard
21 guns like I'ma damn savage
With two of them
I can make both your mans catch it
Then pay a donation
Pay both your mans' caskets
I'll show up to the wake
With this pump in my Bape
Just to view the body slumped in his state
Yo, my opps took so many friends from me
I got more hate for them
Niggas than Ted Bundy drama on my mind
Who gon' get this lead from me?
Fuck niggas up and laugh like
Somethin’ I said funny
It's been a long minute, yeah
It's been a long time
I got a lot of bitches, yeah
That shit a long line
My nuts swingin’ like them thangs
From Tha Dogg Pound
These niggas say they gettin' money
Need to calm down
'Cause listen nigga, I break fast
And scramble and breakfast
All I'm missin’ is the cheese and
The salmon and baked mash
These niggas say they singin’ and rappin’
It's straight trash
You hearin’ Tory singin’ and rappin’
You pay cash my album bought to drop, nigga
I'ma bout to pop, nigga
How I shoot guns and go platinum off pop
Nigga?
This off top, but I ain't gon' stop man, I
Stay on D-Block like I started as The Lox
Nigga
I used to fear that the
Bitches didn't like me
And then I got bread and
Only niggas didn't like me
But niggas shouldn't like me
I was hittin' niggas wifey
In the kitchen, hand frostbitten, wrist icy
Chick pricey, but I fuck a
Different one every night, my dick shiesty
My drive-thru money is krumpin’
It's gettin' hyphe
My McDonald's order is a Litty McSpicy
They really just nize me
I hit Bella and Ella in the same night
When they hear this freestyle
They gonna say, "your game tight"
A lot of niggas, they ain't right in they
Mind, I mean let alone writin' they lines
But take this i'm the only artist you know
Can sing to your bitch
And then talk back greezy
It's really that easy
And you gon' believe me, you
Know I gets busy, nigga
'Cause I stay next to the
Keys just like Swizzy, nigga
A nigga think I'm pussy
I like that shit better so the feelin'
Less expected when I get the nigga
I'm hot-style, 'bout the break the turntables
You'd think I'm clearin’ evidence the
Way I burn paper they know I earn paper as
Soon as I learn paper
The traphouse crack smoke smell
Like burnt vapor through the back rows
The money and stacks grow
I got stacks 'bout as long as Kat Stacks nose
This is facts
My niggas are goin' jack mode for me
Wilin', kick back those for me
It's funny how my lil niggas
Do it out of spite
I'm ridin' with the 2 and I
Can do 'em out the night
These niggas call me crazy
I'ma do 'em out the night
Your newest shit is trash, I
Just threw it out tonight, nigga
Fuck the chit-chat
Tell me where the chicks at
I'll leave six shots in a nigga's six pack
My chick's strapped
Rubber grip with the kickback
Yeah we hittin' licks and niggas still
Ain't get they lick back
I'm on fire, yeah I'm on NBA ham time
I'm gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches on the landline
I could sell it by the pan
Or the gram in this
Scramble in the lamb like I
Got the shit pan-fried
So nasty and so classy
Have you lookin' like Ryan Leslie
When Diddy stole Cassie
Ain't no blowin' past me
The rock's got so much knots the
Block's thinkin' that it's goin' badly
I come through and fly, man dead
I stick a nigga like Spiderman webs
Ride a car door till your rider man dead
I was only comin' for your rider man's head
I done hit so many IG bitches
I can't even go on IG and slide IG pictures
My life is a movie on widescreen, nigga
So one eye open like Fozzi, nigga
'Cause I be at the dice game
I got precise aim i said the same thing to
Him when his wife came
I got the white chains
It's lookin’ like the lights came
And bang so hard off the
Rays that my eyes changed
I'm quite tame when these niggas try hurt me
I burn you fuck niggas like
A bitch that got Herpes, no mercy
A bad bitch'll hop in my
Whip and chauffeur me
Lil' class, like a nigga home early
I tell you get the picture, nigga
'Cause I'll put the shots on y'all
Like you payin’ for the liquor, nigga
You'll get smoked like a Swisher, nigga
I do 'em like the old days, four ways
How I split the nigga
From the B into the Finch
West, they know my name
More savvy in the city than a bench press
These niggas hustle, I ain't impressed
I sold bags of the white more
Tight than 50 Cent's vest
From G-Unit, all I need is three unit's
Can't see me
But I'm the illest cat you seen do this
I be movin’ with disciples
And you a pre-Judas
Bounty on his head, yeah
That's how you reuse it
Puttin’ powder in the engine
And the guns in the fenders
Coke and the drugs by my
Tongue and my dentures
I couldn't make this up if I tried to
I flip the pot lied to
I slide my guys through
Burnin’ size five-two, i leave 'em bloody
Leave 'em bangin’ like he bangin’ Piru
I'm slangin' on this corner
I'm slangin' mine too i don't stress
I might just let the gun bless
Him like he sayin’ achoo
You don't really wanna square it up
'Cause I'm focused, you won't notice
Like when Sway came back and his hair was cut
I'm goin’ fast no matter
Whatever gear I clutch
These niggas crazy i touch
I'm goin’ prime time, I'm on my slime time
I'm goin’ hard
These niggas know I'm on my grind time
See, I want Bow Wow baby mama
I keep it real, she look good
I'll okay the drama
Yo, listen ma', you made a rhymer
And a state to state shiner
Money tall, shit
I ball like the wall of great China
I love money, if you love money, touch it
More karats in my jewellery
Than Bugs Bunny stomach
What's poppin’, nigga?
A lot of niggas sendin' shots
That cannot phase me cops movin'
Niggas shootin' at the opps daily
My momma died, but my pop raised me
The block made me tuck grips
And serve rocks daily
I started scammin’, had my
Bitches doin' drops, crazy
Listen, I got a vision of a all white Wraith
With the inside interior seat
Color of hot gravy have it lookin' like a
Dinner when I'm drivin'
My grip like my dick
It get bigger when I slide in
45th skippin' like flipper on the glide-in
Comin' through the spot
Jewels drippin' like Poseidon
Different bitches trippin'
Tryna get up right beside 'em
I'm S5, fifth drivin' out the sunroof
Clique flyin' while my niggas stick-shift
And try and switch irons he was trippin'
Gear shift and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation
My lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for
The love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold hearted niggas but
That's how I raised 'em
Scrape a opp off the board
Before you dry erase 'em
He put his hands on your
Brother? You gotta fade 'em
He put his hands on your sister
It's annihilation
I'm in the sky racin', Henny shot
Chasin', bad bitches one plan
And that's to end up on the yachts naked
Stand on your block
Fuck how the opps take it
I let the ooze down his
Throat like he shot chasin'
But if we grapple, dawg
I beat your face red and white and have it
Lookin' like I just bit the apple off
My momma died
I lost my mind and couldn't cope with it
And niggas kept on pokin' at my open shit
So I sold dope and moved O's
And made hope of it
And got busy with any nigga
That made joke of it
Made a lil' change, boom bam, studio equip
Fast forward couple years later
Sittin' in them Range Rover tints
My life is crazy, ice is hazy
Overnight flight, how to expedite your lady
For the right price, I could get you striked
It's crazy
Money height like Dwight on a flight with KD
Crazy how I pulled up in a drop Rolls
Pocket rocket in my sneaker
Right above the sock rolls
I keep it on me and my block knows
Because, without it, somethin's missin'
Like the nose ring on Pac's nose
Bandana tied, blam-blam your ride, Rob
Van Dam the man inside
That you gave your hand to drive
I'm so sick I spit flows
With a whole infection
Time's hard and niggas gotta split
The O in sections
No burners, like fuckin' hoes, no protection
But that's rare
Like a fat ass with no injections
Presidential kush
It could've took the whole election
I got a whole collection of
A home grown selection me and broke niggas
Two things with no connection
I can't see 'em like the
FaceTime with no reception
I'm crazy, I'm goin’ ballistic for the gravy
I'll let it go in your biscuit
From the screw face, cat black
You know that I'm twisted, stupid aim
My trigger finger itchin’ goin’ autistic
Told I'm aimin’ for the headshot
You could see the moisture
Put shells in your mouth
Like you eatin’ oysters
I book niggas librarian quick
And put them thangs on the
Boat like Nigerian kids
I'ma black mac, hoodie up
I ain't do it for the look until I
Got the Ramada poppin’ and booked it up
The car, man, you gotta look it up
I hustle drugs like me on a song, nigga
I hook it up
I shook it up and made a wish with it
Then my enemies started dyin’ from
Young niggas in Knicks fitteds
That sell dope
So they can go and cop the kicks with it
I pop a nigga whole chick
And take flicks in it
But I'm not a pornstar, I hit the OnStar
I'm tryna find me some wet
Pussy and a long jaw
Fantastic, I'ma damn bastard
21 guns like I'ma damn savage
With two of them
I can make both your mans catch it
Then pay a donation
Pay both your mans' caskets
I'll show up to the wake
With this pump in my Bape
Just to view the body slumped in his state
Yo, my opps took so many friends from me
I got more hate for them
Niggas than Ted Bundy drama on my mind
Who gon' get this lead from me?
Fuck niggas up and laugh like
Somethin’ I said funny
It's been a long minute, yeah
It's been a long time
I got a lot of bitches, yeah
That shit a long line
My nuts swingin’ like them thangs
From Tha Dogg Pound
These niggas say they gettin' money
Need to calm down
'Cause listen nigga, I break fast
And scramble and breakfast
All I'm missin’ is the cheese and
The salmon and baked mash
These niggas say they singin’ and rappin’
It's straight trash
You hearin’ Tory singin’ and rappin’
You pay cash my album bought to drop, nigga
I'ma bout to pop, nigga
How I shoot guns and go platinum off pop
Nigga?
This off top, but I ain't gon' stop man, I
Stay on D-Block like I started as The Lox
Nigga
I used to fear that the
Bitches didn't like me
And then I got bread and
Only niggas didn't like me
But niggas shouldn't like me
I was hittin' niggas wifey
In the kitchen, hand frostbitten, wrist icy
Chick pricey, but I fuck a
Different one every night, my dick shiesty
My drive-thru money is krumpin’
It's gettin' hyphe
My McDonald's order is a Litty McSpicy
They really just nize me
I hit Bella and Ella in the same night
When they hear this freestyle
They gonna say, "your game tight"
A lot of niggas, they ain't right in they
Mind, I mean let alone writin' they lines
But take this i'm the only artist you know
Can sing to your bitch
And then talk back greezy
It's really that easy
And you gon' believe me, you
Know I gets busy, nigga
'Cause I stay next to the
Keys just like Swizzy, nigga
A nigga think I'm pussy
I like that shit better so the feelin'
Less expected when I get the nigga
I'm hot-style, 'bout the break the turntables
You'd think I'm clearin’ evidence the
Way I burn paper they know I earn paper as
Soon as I learn paper
The traphouse crack smoke smell
Like burnt vapor through the back rows
The money and stacks grow
I got stacks 'bout as long as Kat Stacks nose
This is facts
My niggas are goin' jack mode for me
Wilin', kick back those for me
It's funny how my lil niggas
Do it out of spite
I'm ridin' with the 2 and I
Can do 'em out the night
These niggas call me crazy
I'ma do 'em out the night
Your newest shit is trash, I
Just threw it out tonight, nigga
Fuck the chit-chat
Tell me where the chicks at
I'll leave six shots in a nigga's six pack
My chick's strapped
Rubber grip with the kickback
Yeah we hittin' licks and niggas still
Ain't get they lick back
I'm on fire, yeah I'm on NBA ham time
I'm gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches on the landline
I could sell it by the pan
Or the gram in this
Scramble in the lamb like I
Got the shit pan-fried
So nasty and so classy
Have you lookin' like Ryan Leslie
When Diddy stole Cassie
Ain't no blowin' past me
The rock's got so much knots the
Block's thinkin' that it's goin' badly
I come through and fly, man dead
I stick a nigga like Spiderman webs
Ride a car door till your rider man dead
I was only comin' for your rider man's head
I done hit so many IG bitches
I can't even go on IG and slide IG pictures
My life is a movie on widescreen, nigga
So one eye open like Fozzi, nigga
'Cause I be at the dice game
I got precise aim i said the same thing to
Him when his wife came
I got the white chains
It's lookin’ like the lights came
And bang so hard off the
Rays that my eyes changed
I'm quite tame when these niggas try hurt me
I burn you fuck niggas like
A bitch that got Herpes, no mercy
A bad bitch'll hop in my
Whip and chauffeur me
Lil' class, like a nigga home early
I tell you get the picture, nigga
'Cause I'll put the shots on y'all
Like you payin’ for the liquor, nigga
You'll get smoked like a Swisher, nigga
I do 'em like the old days, four ways
How I split the nigga
From the B into the Finch
West, they know my name
More savvy in the city than a bench press
These niggas hustle, I ain't impressed
I sold bags of the white more
Tight than 50 Cent's vest
From G-Unit, all I need is three unit's
Can't see me
But I'm the illest cat you seen do this
I be movin’ with disciples
And you a pre-Judas
Bounty on his head, yeah
That's how you reuse it
Puttin’ powder in the engine
And the guns in the fenders
Coke and the drugs by my
Tongue and my dentures
I couldn't make this up if I tried to
I flip the pot lied to
I slide my guys through
Burnin’ size five-two, i leave 'em bloody
Leave 'em bangin’ like he bangin’ Piru
I'm slangin' on this corner
I'm slangin' mine too i don't stress
I might just let the gun bless
Him like he sayin’ achoo
You don't really wanna square it up
'Cause I'm focused, you won't notice
Like when Sway came back and his hair was cut
I'm goin’ fast no matter
Whatever gear I clutch
These niggas crazy i touch
I'm goin’ prime time, I'm on my slime time
I'm goin’ hard
These niggas know I'm on my grind time
See, I want Bow Wow baby mama
I keep it real, she look good
I'll okay the drama
Yo, listen ma', you made a rhymer
And a state to state shiner
Money tall, shit
I ball like the wall of great China
I love money, if you love money, touch it
More karats in my jewellery
Than Bugs Bunny stomach
What's poppin’, nigga?