Tory Lanez - Dependency lyrics

Yeah, uh, it’s for my, niggas
My real, niggas my Canada niggas
It’s the realest shit I ever wrote
It’s the illest shit she’ll ever quote

Uh, I know these niggas love to
Hate me but fuck it, i’m with it
I’m running the city!
A buck fifty for them bitches
Were a bucket of fifty
Swiss cheese for some niggas
I’m fucking with swiftly
And break bread with all them
Niggas is hustling with me
I know the feeling I felt
It before feeling it
Screw fake city I felt it before grilling it
I grew up fast, too much cash
In the brain of this nigga
That ain’t blew up fast
I send prayers to my mom though


My mind on the dime though
I’mma keep kickin'
Till I’m looking like Rolando
Stress is my feeling
Cause I’m feeling it’s my time though
Knowing I’mma kill it
I’m the illest from my time bro
Time zone, time switch, I get grind
Get money and a mind switch
I’m in a mosh pit, with no money
So hungry than a live pit
Before the country I rap it
Cause it’s my shit
I, guess I'm seeing how you niggas get
If I was on my face
You wouldn’t give a nigga shit
So fuck you all young owe a nigga enough
And everybody’s selling dreams and most
Of the niggas bluffing
Ain’t gotta brag, and boast a nigga
I’m coming
They know what they’re fucking fear
They show it all in the public
Yeah, but I can see them through my third eye
We gonna be on top
Shots watching from the bird’s eye
View from the school
No rules where the birds lie
I was in the basement
Trying to get the words out
All the brothers locked up for trying
To put some birds out
Million on this case they was trying
To bring the herd out
He tried to feed his family
Trying to see a Grammy working so hard
I ain’t got time to see my family
Niggas on the B role
They’ll be fucking with me
That if I don't make this rapping
They go back to selling kilos
You gotta understand that a nigga like
Me I was raised where
If you got a beef, you throw the hands back
Fuck what your man’s at! If it’s going down
It’s right now for the hand clap
You down, and you staring back
Back to my bullshit
Used to chill with niggas that was
Strapped with a full clip
Squad up type niggas
Started problems over bullshit
But he never caught up
Look how he was brought up
Stay up on your feet
Cause the closest niggas harm ya
Breaking the alarms up
We was doing bad like there was
No such thing as karma
Shout my nigga, that’s the way
He didn’t have no armor had my nigga
Big leaning like he was out from
I can’t see it any further
Lot of single mothers
I ain’t seeing any fathers
She don't see either
Maybe on the weekend, if you
See some cooking decent, and
He'll probably call her, and
She'll probably spoil him, and
Been rich, went broke, then rich again
With all that I’ve seen and found
A lot of missing friends, niggas
That was just pretend, fuck the bails
Skip the pen riding like District 10
A hundred bands just to spin
Rumor a nigga whispering
What’s a nigga whispering
To a mother fucker that ain’t listening
And bitches just jump on a nigga dick
Ride it cause a nigga sick
Then the buzz dying
All the mother fucking bitches dip
I don’t give a fuck now
Made a nigga numb now
Bitch who’s going dumb
And I’ll never plan the dumb down
I face it, going harder
Then it’s bass and it's sounds fair
Let the game play and I'll make
A goal like a touch down!
I put that on Syriah, I’m on fire
Get a mother fucking grip, nigga bald tire
Fuck these nigga and these bitches
They are all liars
But got niggas and some bitches
Nigga bonfires
Yeah, and I'm forever on some fly shit
I’mma draw the line
You niggas pick who you gonna ride with
Shot goes out to Nipsey
I fuck with you for fucking with me
Half of niggas is pussies
You pussy niggas is dickies
Hickies left on my neck from a bitch
I swear that she get me
Me and her both know that she
Only here for my Benjies
Roldses, Benzes, and Bentleys
Politics couldn't prevent me
So all you niggas resent me for all
The hate that you send me
But, it's okay though, I only came up
Sense for the future, back in high school
Teachers called me a looser
Cause she thought that I
Was focused on banging, soo woopin'
Fuck you for not using
The better side of you and
Judging the young nigga
With dreams and aspirations for
Making my funds bigger
Aye, a lot of things I had to figure out
So fake shit don’t ever come
About this nigga mouth!
Nigga, Canada! Aha! Live nigga trying
To shit on me, it’s all good nigga
I’m about to get mine nigga, when I
Get it don’t ask me for nothing, nigga
I don’t owe a nigga nothing, nigga
Yeah! And all my niggas back home
We gonna get there in a minute my nigga
We gonna get this money!