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Tory Lanez

Fourteen & 40s

 

Fourteen & 40s

(album: Conflicts Of My Soul: The 416 Story - 2013)


[Hook: x2]
Yeah it's the nigga riding clean on the corner
I don't give my dreams, since a nigga fourteen
Yeah it's the nigga riding clean on the corner
I don't give my dreams, since a nigga fourteen

[Verse 1:]
I'm out there puffing smoke, my life no fucking joke
I'm fucking broke, and gots to get up and get this fucking dope
These niggas haters, so my life is done it
Straight about my pen and paper
One way to address you straight up
Now check, mama I won't promise to make you proud
As ever, but for now, I gotta get from round this
Ya'll steady tryna set them up
Niggas ride like it ain't no fuckin north
But you know my niggas on, running down the fuckin north
Frontin, okay I kept it smoother than ladies' legs and express yakuza
We criminal dudes and watching fools subliminal moves
We be them niggas still, blow, blow
Them niggas kill, 10 niggas real, for tryina keep it trill

[Hook: x2]
Yeah it's the nigga riding clean on the corner
I don't give my dreams, since a nigga fourteen
Yeah it's the nigga riding clean on the corner
I don't give my dreams, since a nigga fourteen

[Verse 2:]
Now as I look around
I see some niggas used to be my niggas crooked now
Claiming they gonna be scheming when they see me looking now
It's fucked up but I gots to keep that heater cooking out
Can somebody tell me what's the reason for these? Forgets it
Runnin my shit hence it's talking bout she left my crib advances
Do me a setup, for Gucci that coochie that you wet up
Just focused on me, know that it's on and niggas stay getting they bread up
My flow consistent, niggas chosing pistols
They say my hoes look grizzled
I ain't no trick, just making a grip
And know that my dogs official
So please, just let me breathe and let me get to this guap
You fuck around I leave you dead on the dot
That's on the lot, nigga

[Hook: x2]
Yeah it's the nigga riding clean on the corner
I don't give my dreams, since a nigga fourteen
Yeah it's the nigga riding clean on the corner
I don't give my dreams, since a nigga fourteen

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