Wind Blowing - Lost Tapes 2022

Look, uh

All my hoes movin' on, my money still stupid long, my artists recoupin' strong, trust me

I done made these excuses for way too long

Now I'm takin' grandma to exclusive places we own, yeah

Cut the cashmere sweater like El-Shabazz, when I spazz, it's a part of my task

This type of job that I have is way more farther than flashy cars and the cash or

Pickin' Barbies up from parties to let my partners smash

Rain fallin', wind blowin', I'm outside, skin showin'

Flowin' like the sink flowin', chain shinin', ring glowin'

Know you fly when every outfit feel like a big moment

458, dip in traffic, pink slip showin', damn, uh, yeah

I make the minor moments, miss the big ones

I got fire inside my coat, you niggas let your lip run

And I got shooters sayin', "Tory, which one?"

I'm goin' off with this one, knock 'em like Sonny Liston, yeah

Money still off of the wall, I'm still on top when I fall

I'm still endin' the call and sayin' you droppin' the call

Ice grill, 30K, trillion watts in my jaw

Her pussy wet when she see me, she still hot when I stall

Trendin' more times this year than whatever's hot in the fall, whatever's hot in the summer

Me, I am not for the slumber, me, I am not for the slander

All the paparazzi, fake news, and the prop and the 'ganda

I'm barely used to this Hollywood shit, I was poppin' my hammer

Niggas that's pullin' out Glocks, these niggas pullin' out cameras

Young niggas pullin' out Phantoms, the Dawns, Wraiths, Cullinans, man, the whole family

The One Umbrella's mine and you should get your own family

I'm not a baby, you can't sway me with your own candy

A nigga music so wavy, my ****in' flow sandy

Yeah, light a cigar as I'm typin' you all

Y'all couldn't see me even if I was Skypin' you all

Gettin' headshots from a bitch like I'm snipin' the wall

Deal ain't over five mil', dog, I'm declinin' the call

Red and blue seats in the G-coupe, whose side am I on?

Even times I know I was wrong, who's rightin' my wrongs?

Yeah, could start a riot recitin' my songs

It's been a bitch inside my bed the last ten years, I ain't spend a night on my own

Weed, I'm lightin' my own

Me, just rightin' my wrongs, puttin' my life in these songs

I need a white picket fence, good wife, and a home

On these beats playin' tough guy, askin' Tice if I'm wrong

Ain't no Steph Curry, but I'm out here, I'm steppin' in 3s

Neck wearin' bezels that freeze

Teachers used to tell me all the things that I never could be

Told me I could never be a doctor, well, I bought a pharmacy and invested the cheese

Oop, now you gotta watch it, oop, now you got a topic

Oop, now you gotta take back stupid-ass shit you talkin'

Bridge walkin', '95, movin' like Biz Markie

Young, rich, and cocky, tell a bitch to get off me, it's Tory

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