Tory Lanez - Shot Clock Violations lyrics

Tory Lanez

Tory Lanez [Argentina Fargo] Brampton, Ontario, Canada/Miami, Florida, U.S. 🇨🇦 🇺🇸

[Tory Lanez - Shot Clock Violations lyrics]

Uh where did all my exes go?
Textin' X and O's, guess the car drive as
Far our connection goes
We're top floor, spittin' blessed flows
Extra on the cash
Need mine far as extra goes
Off charts, I'm runnin' my way up
Niggas ain't fuckin' my play up
Shot Clock Violations and I'm still
Chuckin' my J up
They playin' hard, I'm star player
So playin' with y'all feel like
I'm runnin' a layup i'm on top of the globe
And everything I touch fire
Hand top of the stove i go through emotions
But some I'm just not finna show
Haven't I proved to you
I'm always hot when it's cold?
Haven't I proved, nigga
That I always got what it takes?
Ain't no stoppin' or brakes


They tried blockin' my chase
I'm still juggin' in place
Wonder why I'm thе golden child
It's not a mistake
We prеss niggas and speak in code like
"Lock in and sake"
Tryna go up on me, it's like hoppin' in place
I know I'm in cent
But she just gotta a sort of anger against me
They wanna kill me, drive by and
Throw shots at my grave, it's crazy
But all great because I'm
Gettin' cash money now
Way before, "LoVE me NOw"
The show's over a hunnid thou'
It's why I see you niggas now
Don't wanna pow-wow
The mic' made me like Mike and
I ain't Lil' Bow Wow
Life is all a gamble and you
Gotta put some thous' down
Win a couple games now and
You the man around town
Now you fuckin' pretty brown rounds
From the litty town
They hopin' that'll last forever
They don't ever forget you now

Oh, I
I ain't really been to the city so long
(So long)
So long, I don't even know what's goin' on
(Goin' on)
Hoes gone and the good girls moved on
(Moved on)
Old friends jealous and the feeling so strong
(Strong) oh, I'm (I'm)
Comin' up short but the money so long
(So long)
Old friends didn't get to last too long
(Too long) old hoes gone but I gotta move on

And the talk on road is (The talk on road is)
That I've been touchin' money
Don't get down with all you funny niggas
The talk on road is (The talk on road is)
I ain't got no love for
Nobody that don't love me, no
The talk on road
It's always gon' be something 'bout me
Whenever it's talk on road
(Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh)
Oh, it's talk on road, oh oh

Shots comin' from the otherside
Shoot us like a bitch from that meme
Double homicide
And I remember nights in that kitchen
Mixin' that Jambalaya
Hunnid thousand, money counter
Watchin' all the numbers fly
Why would a nigga lie? Honda Civic flow
I had to turn it to my just to drive
I remember days microwavin' stoves
Was fuckin' different hoes in my sister ride
Hatin' me is hatin' God
Plannin' all of His design
Book busy and big plottin'
All my niggas been in the
Field like pickin' cotton
Pop my shit, made all this money
Imagine me switchin' options
Knowin' that I'm as cold as Dippin' Dots and
My flows just hittin' pockets
Voice just sound angelic
Pull up on bitches like Michael Jack'
And push out her pelvic
She gon' dive in it face
First without no helmet and damn
She don't wanna look no type of
Way but can't help it
I'm truly the man, look what I do with a plan
Diamonds sittin' whiter than the brightest
Of Klu in the Klan
I told her, "Sit in the sun
You look brand new with a tan"
Your old nigga was broke
You look brand new with some bands
It's 2022 now, and judgin' on the
Deal I struck in 2021
I probably won't need a new advance
They try to hold me back
But I've been out here skippin'
Steps like a ruined dance
Watchin' all the flaws of you niggas
Flyin' the crew to France

Oh, I
I ain't really been to the city so long
(So long)
So long, I don't even know what's goin' on
(Goin' on)
Hoes gone and the good girls moved on
(Moved on)
Old friends jealous and the feeling so strong
(Strong) oh, I'm (I'm)
Comin' up short but the money so long
(So long)
Old friends didn't get to last too long
(Too long) old hoes gone but I gotta move on

And the talk on road is (The talk on road is)
That I've been touchin' money
Don't get down with all you funny niggas
The talk on road is (The talk on road is)
I ain't got no love for
Nobody that don't love me, no
The talk on road
It's always gon' be something 'bout me
Whenever it's talk on road
(Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh)
Oh, it's talk on road, oh oh

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