Sway in the Morning - Tory Lanez Freestyle on Sway in the Morning, Pt. 2 (2016) lyrics
[Sway in the Morning - Tory Lanez Freestyle on Sway in the Morning, Pt. 2 2016 lyrics]
Sorry not sorry the boy is
Back in the building
He feelin' himself he pouring
Corgiac in the building
Excuse me for not applauding we
All up in feeling
I just feel like most of these
Artists aren't appealing to me
Young T, Mister Olay Free
I'm in the sauce like bolognese
Niggas still bitching
The gun still singing and my gun still
Singing to them niggas like Do-Re-Mi
So lit I take a pic for a 4K fee
Tell a bitch that I'm
The shit, piss, throw-up, pee
Threesomin' hoes got them yelling "Hold up T
You gon get in my hair"
I'm like "so what B?" i go New York on em'
I got a new talk for em' niggas want beef
Trust me I got a new fork for em'
I'm flying a Brooklyn bitch
Right outta Newark for em'
New Jersey I'm getting money
Motherfucker you heard me
When I heard the term 6
I wasn't used to the shit
I dropped The New Toronto
I wasn't new to this shit
I know I'm not wrong
For making lucrative shit
But, niggas all offended by my views of the 6
When it came to boy, I said that he was a fan
Say the same thing, I said that he was a fan
Tried to do the same
Returning the same stamp
But I just can't fall
Wherever I fall nigga I land
You seen it, baller alert, main news nigga
Holding off west like I'm Ye's room nigga
These blogs talk about me like
A trade room nigga
I feel like I got the keys
To The Shade Room nigga
C'mon, shit done changed
The chicks done changed chest, the titties
The ass on my chicks done changed
Went from a 16 to a 6 something Range
Gotta understand the life from which one came
I was taught drop harder
Be the kid and drop cars where the girls will
Give you brain and even catch the smart water
And I ain't even stressing y'all father
When I'm say that I'm y'all father I can
Get how that can make you all bothered
So much money they just okay me
Out the womb I told the
Doctor "nigga don't play me"
My hoes never say nothing they just okay me
I keep the K right between em' like OKC
Please, the young boy has got the remedy down
If you ain't with us
You a op and you an enemy now
Boss nigga calling shots like
I'm Penny Liddell
I hit them bitches that you
Never see at 70 down
Look, 2Pac back, my two Glocks strapped
With two pop bitches fucking
In the U-Haul track
I'm so jazzy nigga I could
Bring the crew long lack
I'm so jazzy nigga I could
Bring juke talk back
Wait, tell you what to do just like a surgeon
I go, fly in that pussy just like a carpet
Backwood, smoking excuse me for
The cigar scent dark tint
Roll up on niggas so I
Can avoid all the nonsense
Please, people know that I'm coming shit me
Competition know I'm coming shit free
And this shit is ironic that the outcome and
Look the album is this summer sixteen
All my young boys is shooting
They with the shootouts
One Umbrella crew out
Nigga what you gon' do bout
My dog Jae is trying to find him a new route
I'm tryna do me the same
My bitches do be insane
Got that Mulsuanne glidin', I'm riding it
Through the rain through the pain
We do change, niggas won't do a thing
And me
I do thangs nigga hotta than blue flame
And my wrist saying bitch come
Kick it like Liu Kang
Look, nigga I don't play no games
I'm a General lifetime ties I ain't fucking
With the federal
White wine vibe, 5 bitches on my genitals
Pedal to the metal she don't
Put me on a pedestal
I hit her with the finishing touch
I diminish them bad bitches and hit
Em' like a cinnamon dutch
I touch bad bitches with mad riches
They dad riches and I'm in they back so
Much nigga I'm Ad-Libin'
Big timer, doe proper, show stopper
Bad bitches, actresses in soap operas
Getting so much doe ya'll niggas owe papa
I get paid to put you on a stretcher
Old doctor we be moving militant
Whole squad real and shit
10 rollies, 30 chains whole squad killin' it
Went to Rolls Royce
Brought the Wraith out the dealership
Bought the bitch cash you can tell
Em' that I'm still legit
Y'all say y'all ball with payments to make
On the G4 cigar with plane flicks to take
G5 private plane away from jakes
And yeah nigga I do lear from state to state
Gotta yellow presidenti and I baked the face
My chick yellow den confetti
Gotta laced in grape
Treat my dates like, "fuck it if we late
We late" and if you fucking and you
Saying you relate we great
Okay, why them niggas hating on Tory
Can't chance it
Why them niggas sick of my face
That's cancer why they in the backroom
Dissing like the dancers
Well me and Sway are the same
Cause we don't got the answers
I was with the scammers
Trigger pullers and jammers
Night time shooters a do you in they pajamas
Then eat Oodles and Noodles and
Go to sleep vampin'
Toss hammers in water and lay in East Hampton
Me, Sosa
And Brooks that's the three champions
Give your bitch a 3 point foul, 3 chances
Ya broad say I'm lying, I ain't fuck it
She dancin' i knew she was fucking from
The first 3 glances
Heard she gotta twin that heard I ball
Steve Francis
Fuck her and then I'm taking her sis
Steve Nash shit
Relapse nigga, I'm on my relax nigga
And I already won the race
These just re laps nigga
Mind your bitch and you bees wax nigga
I keep 3 straps cause we done hit some cats
That's gone be back nigga
After the reh reh talk
The "Wah gwaan Popcaan?"
I'm still with real niggas saying
"wah pop? wah gwaan?"
Pull in something foreign with the
Top all chopped on
Niggas getting mad but the boy on top don
Ralph Lauren bedsheets
Ralph Lauren I'm killing it
Linen all foreign
I'm touring with foreign models
Order more bottles them bitches
Is gon' swallow
And I got so many hallow tips
I swear I'm going hallow
When I shoot we bang my
Nigga it's gon' follow
When the aim full throttle and
I drink the full bottle
Of Patron, when it's on my nigga then it's on
So we gon' get it on until we in the zone
And it's real man little fucker
You niggas gon' feel em'
August 19th my niggas is gon' kill em'
We going pop, nigga we going pop
Pop up and make another mill I
Call that going pop nigga
Yeah nigga and y'all niggas gon' flop nigga
All my niggas
One umbrella we gon' drop niggas
Yeah, I'm getting so much
Niggas getting cheese my nigga
They acting so tough
I don't give a fuck my nigga, just grow up
I'm just getting money so much
I can throw up
Last time I came on Sway my chains was wack
This time I came on Sway my chains is stacked
I don't give a fuck my nigga
Back in the building
He feelin' himself he pouring
Corgiac in the building
Excuse me for not applauding we
All up in feeling
I just feel like most of these
Artists aren't appealing to me
Young T, Mister Olay Free
I'm in the sauce like bolognese
Niggas still bitching
The gun still singing and my gun still
Singing to them niggas like Do-Re-Mi
So lit I take a pic for a 4K fee
Tell a bitch that I'm
The shit, piss, throw-up, pee
Threesomin' hoes got them yelling "Hold up T
You gon get in my hair"
I'm like "so what B?" i go New York on em'
I got a new talk for em' niggas want beef
Trust me I got a new fork for em'
I'm flying a Brooklyn bitch
Right outta Newark for em'
New Jersey I'm getting money
Motherfucker you heard me
When I heard the term 6
I wasn't used to the shit
I dropped The New Toronto
I wasn't new to this shit
I know I'm not wrong
For making lucrative shit
But, niggas all offended by my views of the 6
When it came to boy, I said that he was a fan
Say the same thing, I said that he was a fan
Tried to do the same
Returning the same stamp
But I just can't fall
Wherever I fall nigga I land
You seen it, baller alert, main news nigga
Holding off west like I'm Ye's room nigga
These blogs talk about me like
A trade room nigga
I feel like I got the keys
To The Shade Room nigga
C'mon, shit done changed
The chicks done changed chest, the titties
The ass on my chicks done changed
Went from a 16 to a 6 something Range
Gotta understand the life from which one came
I was taught drop harder
Be the kid and drop cars where the girls will
Give you brain and even catch the smart water
And I ain't even stressing y'all father
When I'm say that I'm y'all father I can
Get how that can make you all bothered
So much money they just okay me
Out the womb I told the
Doctor "nigga don't play me"
My hoes never say nothing they just okay me
I keep the K right between em' like OKC
Please, the young boy has got the remedy down
If you ain't with us
You a op and you an enemy now
Boss nigga calling shots like
I'm Penny Liddell
I hit them bitches that you
Never see at 70 down
Look, 2Pac back, my two Glocks strapped
With two pop bitches fucking
In the U-Haul track
I'm so jazzy nigga I could
Bring the crew long lack
I'm so jazzy nigga I could
Bring juke talk back
Wait, tell you what to do just like a surgeon
I go, fly in that pussy just like a carpet
Backwood, smoking excuse me for
The cigar scent dark tint
Roll up on niggas so I
Can avoid all the nonsense
Please, people know that I'm coming shit me
Competition know I'm coming shit free
And this shit is ironic that the outcome and
Look the album is this summer sixteen
All my young boys is shooting
They with the shootouts
One Umbrella crew out
Nigga what you gon' do bout
My dog Jae is trying to find him a new route
I'm tryna do me the same
My bitches do be insane
Got that Mulsuanne glidin', I'm riding it
Through the rain through the pain
We do change, niggas won't do a thing
And me
I do thangs nigga hotta than blue flame
And my wrist saying bitch come
Kick it like Liu Kang
Look, nigga I don't play no games
I'm a General lifetime ties I ain't fucking
With the federal
White wine vibe, 5 bitches on my genitals
Pedal to the metal she don't
Put me on a pedestal
I hit her with the finishing touch
I diminish them bad bitches and hit
Em' like a cinnamon dutch
I touch bad bitches with mad riches
They dad riches and I'm in they back so
Much nigga I'm Ad-Libin'
Big timer, doe proper, show stopper
Bad bitches, actresses in soap operas
Getting so much doe ya'll niggas owe papa
I get paid to put you on a stretcher
Old doctor we be moving militant
Whole squad real and shit
10 rollies, 30 chains whole squad killin' it
Went to Rolls Royce
Brought the Wraith out the dealership
Bought the bitch cash you can tell
Em' that I'm still legit
Y'all say y'all ball with payments to make
On the G4 cigar with plane flicks to take
G5 private plane away from jakes
And yeah nigga I do lear from state to state
Gotta yellow presidenti and I baked the face
My chick yellow den confetti
Gotta laced in grape
Treat my dates like, "fuck it if we late
We late" and if you fucking and you
Saying you relate we great
Okay, why them niggas hating on Tory
Can't chance it
Why them niggas sick of my face
That's cancer why they in the backroom
Dissing like the dancers
Well me and Sway are the same
Cause we don't got the answers
I was with the scammers
Trigger pullers and jammers
Night time shooters a do you in they pajamas
Then eat Oodles and Noodles and
Go to sleep vampin'
Toss hammers in water and lay in East Hampton
Me, Sosa
And Brooks that's the three champions
Give your bitch a 3 point foul, 3 chances
Ya broad say I'm lying, I ain't fuck it
She dancin' i knew she was fucking from
The first 3 glances
Heard she gotta twin that heard I ball
Steve Francis
Fuck her and then I'm taking her sis
Steve Nash shit
Relapse nigga, I'm on my relax nigga
And I already won the race
These just re laps nigga
Mind your bitch and you bees wax nigga
I keep 3 straps cause we done hit some cats
That's gone be back nigga
After the reh reh talk
The "Wah gwaan Popcaan?"
I'm still with real niggas saying
"wah pop? wah gwaan?"
Pull in something foreign with the
Top all chopped on
Niggas getting mad but the boy on top don
Ralph Lauren bedsheets
Ralph Lauren I'm killing it
Linen all foreign
I'm touring with foreign models
Order more bottles them bitches
Is gon' swallow
And I got so many hallow tips
I swear I'm going hallow
When I shoot we bang my
Nigga it's gon' follow
When the aim full throttle and
I drink the full bottle
Of Patron, when it's on my nigga then it's on
So we gon' get it on until we in the zone
And it's real man little fucker
You niggas gon' feel em'
August 19th my niggas is gon' kill em'
We going pop, nigga we going pop
Pop up and make another mill I
Call that going pop nigga
Yeah nigga and y'all niggas gon' flop nigga
All my niggas
One umbrella we gon' drop niggas
Yeah, I'm getting so much
Niggas getting cheese my nigga
They acting so tough
I don't give a fuck my nigga, just grow up
I'm just getting money so much
I can throw up
Last time I came on Sway my chains was wack
This time I came on Sway my chains is stacked
I don't give a fuck my nigga