Tory Lanez - March 2nd

^CmSecond cycle, the kid is movin' like Billy Idol ^BbWith some past due W's that I'm s^Dmtill entitled ^BbCity love me I treat it like it's a bridal ^GmTux black as the strap I'm using to hit the rival ^CmLast album was great but I know this one is greater I ^Bbmade it this far as a great tastemaker without a s^Gmpread from Complex and them covers that come in from FADER ^BbI'm at tables with mans you love it Fuck it, I ^Cmmade it from buckets Slept in the rugged seats of a Civic ^BbTo walking through the city and niggas screaming I did it ^GmI spit this shit from way back for 'em This for niggas that t^Bbold me "I'll come back" but never came back for 'em ^CmLoyal to them so I wait back for 'em like they my niggas ^GmKnowin' they isn't, these niggas so insufficient When we was both dealing, I used to throw in the pigeon I g^Bbuess, that mean nothing when niggas start coexisting I done lo^Cmst some good girls and niggas that I would cope with ^BbBeen backstabbed by niggas I used to smoke with ^GmAs far as rap I'm not the one to toe-to-toe with or ^Bbgo at it blow for blow with the silly shit no for no with ^CmMoney on the line, its money all on my mind C^Bbalculating this vision, I sum it up for the grind I p^Bbromise when I got it I'd fuck it up for the times Put 2^Bb0k on the tab and buss it up every time, you g^Cmet me? In a Bentley smokin' on a fat 20, jealous nig^Gmgas don't offend me, Dior dripped in the Fendi I ^Gmdo it for the family OGs that never sent me on mission when I was down to put clip in and leave it empty and work ^CmI ain't trippin' 'bout who got at me and dissed ^BbI'm blessed, when I think about who shot at me and missed I came from r^Bbeal situations Niggas got clapped for little insinuations, time and impatience Been ^Cmgrindin', finding my way in so much bros like the Wayans ^BbSometime it weigh me down whenever they try weigh in ^BbIn the day out, in the day in, shooters on say when N^Bbiggas got clapped before the ^Gmday end The city I ^Cmcome from, taught me that there's n^Bbothing to run from It taught me get my money in lump sums So 'til that ^Bbday, still at war, I'm still at pay Never change boy, we still that way It's young Fargo