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Money Over Fallouts Lyrics By Tory Lanez

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    it’s one of the crazier stories weve heard of guys i know
    as it’s unfolding it’s likefuck tory lanez okay now im from houston and he’s from bro
    and to think that the whole night unfolded on social media
    you are the alleged shooter of megan thee stallion
    instagram in the pool with kylie jenner
    was she backtracking with what she said originally
    you know maybe that’s why we don’t have a report
    donkey of the day
    some bitches tryna take up for tory and it’s more to the story bitch it ain’tthere ain’t nothing to the story
    tory lanez got a lot of bad press
    serious he’s gon get deported
    donkey of the day for friday august st goes to daystar peterson
    so they got pulled over and she had been shot already great
    well hold up
    donkey of the day
    what im looking like he looking at the police and then shot her
    niggas like that you a sucker he’s the king sucker hes thehe’s the biggest sucker in the industry facts
    we gotta talk about tory lanez and megan thee stallion
    kaash is looking for you dawg
    because the police came out saying we didn’t even know she was shot
    guess who i believe megan
    the best thing for tory lanez is for real he needs to just begone

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    i’m done with this you gotta know the truth

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    ayy they rather see me in the cell
    like how he posted out with thirty thousand dollar bail
    im the goat y’all niggas know i made that dope float on the scale
    i had them hoes goin’ crazy fiends crackin’ goin’ pale
    they know i’m real i got that flow it’s on sale if you need a rush
    coke blowin’ out my fiend’s nose like the speaker bus
    ho caught me d’d up talk down we t’ing up
    megan people tryna frame me for a shootin’
    but them boys ain’t clean enough
    i see how they teamin’ up watchin’ and i’m calculatin’
    gotta keep it quiet i can’t jeopardize the outcome waitin’
    seein’ certain niggas hatin’ like how this nigga hatin’
    i done gave these people so much features made these niggas famous
    they was on the blog sayin’ i’m canceled from this entertainment
    i was on that spotify like thirty million monthly listeners i’m fuckin’ goin’ crazy
    and my fans support me brazy everythin’ i do is for you i promise i’ll be on it daily
    i got nothin’ but love to spread but niggas hate me
    hurt my heart to see them twitter fingers come from kehlani’s and kaash paige’s
    but i flipped the switch i’m grippin’ money at that fast pace
    and don’t ask me for shit when it get real that’s my last favor
    can’t cry now ’cause i’ma laugh later
    girl you had the nerve to write that statement on that affidavit
    knowin’ i ain’t do it but i’m comin’ at my truest
    tryna keep this shit two hunnid with you shorty i can prove it
    but them people in yo ear they the true ones that i fear
    they really got you thinkin’ tory lanez would do you in for real
    don’t forget you was my bitch i held it down and kept it real
    i would never paint no fake picture of you just for some mills
    and i thought that you was solid too but look at how you doin’ me
    look at how you doin’ me people tryna ruin me
    and what’s even worse is i’m still thinkin’ about you and me
    how you goin’ live my birthday with all your jewelry to try to make some fool of me
    but i love you hard so i’m gon’ cool it b
    ’cause i was coolin’ right with cuban b that was a stupid me
    somehow i’m still down to renegotiate the unity
    my heart in some foolery this shit is just confusin’ me
    i’m goin’ through these phases but i gotta stack that paper
    and the real estate niggas hatin’ took me off that application
    but when they took that from me they really took that from my baby
    what the fuck i’m finna say to his old lady
    what the fuck y’all mean my son don’t need a house
    my baby momma don’t need safety
    and even though i got the payment the real estate niggas still hatin’
    ’cause he watchin’ me all on the news but i ain’t charged with no cases
    say the owner say my case is lookin’ crazy how the fuck that even make sense
    new times turn to past tense
    all i want is straight cash niggas say i lack sense
    star player hearin’ lies comin’ from the back bench
    kill or be killed that’s the reason i don’t have friends
    niggas lyin’ on the crodie niggas sayin’ i’m deported
    oh now i’m 5′ niggas sayin’ i’m a shorty
    but lil’ bitch i’m 5’7 money on me sidesteppin’
    and if i stand on my wallet you can see my thighs in heaven
    one umbrella gang and when we come back don’t you try reppin’
    ‘fore i let these niggas breathe i gotta teach a couple lessons
    gotta see a couple questions how the fuck you get shot in your foot don’t hit no bones or tendons
    how the fuck your team is tryna to paint me as some whole menace
    i just lost like ten million dollars because this cold business
    but i got like ten million followers that’s gon’ roll with me
    fans that support me ’cause they know my heart
    so i don’t give a damn if shorty know jigga
    i was taught to beat the block
    eeny meeny miney in these streets and so my nina cocked
    niggas y’all can play me y’all can frame me but i’ma reach the top
    i would never put you in no danger and if i did you would’ve said it when you seen the cops
    ayy lamborghini bands and they comin’ out the floor
    fff hit the fan when i’m pullin’ out the doughoh
    i would never fall out with niggas over hoes ayy
    money over fall outs my nigga that’s the codeoh
    santorini bands when i pull up to the coast
    better have my bands when i pull up to the dooroh
    niggas can’t believe i done pulled up in a ghost
    and i don’t ever wanna fuck with y’all no more g
    i got bad bitches tryna have a orgy
    keep umbrellas for the days it get stormy
    i pour the henny for my niggas that’s before me
    my outfit fly you gotta seat out by the floor seats
    she tatted me all on her face ’cause she adore me
    they talkin’ petty ’bout me but they lookin’ corny
    i had to fight for mine nigga you were sworn in
    and god bless me when i wake up every mornin’

    Artist: Tory Lanez

    Year: 2020

    Decade: 20s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 622