Losing Friends (Lost Tapes 2018|Explicit) - Tory Lanez
Lyrics by：Daystar Peterson
Produced by：Tory Lanez
Yeah
I lost like three homies
In the last two months now
This **** crazy
Ayy uh
I'm losing friends dog
Touching a whole lotta money
I'm losing friends dog
Love niggas don't got it **** it
I'm losing friends dog
With all this money I gain
I'm losing friends dog
No this **** won't be the same
I'm losing friends
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends dog
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends dog
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends
Yesterday my nigga
E committed suicide
Sometimes I realize in this world
This **** is do or die
See one of my realest niggas
Meet up and barely take no pictures
Where the **** was
I when you took your life man
Like I should've been with you
And I know we came from
Two background but we
Kept it G though
Used to pick me up from
My apartment
Right there on Lisa
When the rap **** pop my nigga
I swear I was supposed
To got you nigga
Came back to double back and now
I live it without my nigga
And led through all the pain
We did a way where we too could die
Through all the things that
We were dealin' it was you and I
Through all the problems that
We had when it was you and I
Through all the problems and the pain
It was you and I
I'm losing friends dog
Touching a whole lotta money
I'm losing friends dog
Love niggas don't got it **** it
I'm losing friends dog
With all this money I gain
I'm losing friends dog
No this **** won't be the same
I'm losing friends
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends dog
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends dog
They say more money more problems
I'm losing friends yeah
And I don't know how to balance it
A car just knocked my nigga
Dre off the road he
Couldn't balance it
Somethin' like Picasso
Used to paint pictures so talented
A hit-and-run a Asian
Lady did my nigga so violently
It's crazy
But who do I run to
I don't **** with nobody
So it's no one to vent to
That's why going to your event
To me don't seem so eventful
But it's just me and God and
I'm goin' against the odds oh nah
At sixteen I caught my first
Case and my first stripe
At seventeen I had four court cases
My worst nights
You see the judge was tryna
Scratch me off of autos
Legal ain't loyal they
Treat me like nothin' but a barcode
That's why I gotta shout
Out my real niggas
They gave me that deposit
When I needed that **** to deal with it
When I was getting my nails
All in that pain
I was gettin' that bill with you
We was dodgin' house niggas
They couldn't feel no field niggas
They couldn't feel no real niggas
We was facing big-body cases
They hated real niggas
We was talking big-body Benzes
They were tellin' us Chill nigga
Remember one thing Drake told me
It was so real nigga
Even if they hate the movie
You're still Steven Spiel nigga
Rest in peace to all of the
Fallen soldiers
And the angels keep my niggas
Up in Heaven
One Umbrellas forever
