Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Told You/ Another One, artist - Tory Lanez. Date of issue: 18.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Told You/ Another One |
| It’s the year 2008, I’m getting kicked up out the crib |
| Steady contemplating where the fuck I’m 'bout to live |
| Mama died same year my sister had the kid |
| It was either feed the fam or get killed |
| So a nigga said fuck it |
| 5 of us puttin' up for one room, landlord straight buggin' |
| Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight thuggin' |
| Should’ve been left but the trap stayed bunkin' |
| Nigga yeah yeah, big time, big time |
| Ring so swole you would think it did time |
| Swear I told you niggas for the 5th time |
| I’ma get mine, yeah |
| I got a ring so big, call the shit big time |
| She don’t wanna fuck me, man that bitch lyin' |
| I’ve been on the get a billion dollar, rich grind |
| In the studio, I’m skating like a inline |
| Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dope |
| Teachers called me stupid, now I’m stupid with the flow |
| Stupid with the whip game, stupid bankroll |
| Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid shows |
| I’ve been on the road |
| Now a nigga know my way around, yeah yeah |
| Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah yeah |
| Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah |
| These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah |
| Part II: Another One |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| We back with another one nigga |
| Came back in another one nigga, woah |
| I told, I told you all |
| I know how I’ma get mine |
| I told, I told you all |
| I know, I know |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| Yeah hop out another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| We back with another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| My wrist is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi |
| Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi |
| We wash a nigga talkin' at us loosely |
| Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi |
| You love the sound, uh, don’t fuck around, uh |
| 458, I dropped it in the Winter |
| Big homie asked a nigga what I’m down for |
| Looked him in the eye and said to do it 'til I’m bigger than ya |
| I’m whopping zans off, kicked out the house in Brampton |
| Had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth |
| Takeing TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga |
| Ain’t have no hittas with us |
| Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs |
| All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was dubs |
| Left me out when I was tryna make it did what it does |
| Can’t forget about the drought when they put 6 in my plug |
| Only thing I gotta do is get my mom out the mud |
| Only thing I gotta do is get it poppin' and blow it |
| Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda |
| Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan |
| I told you |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| We back with another one nigga |
| Came back in another one nigga, woah |
| I told, I told you all |
| I know how I’ma get mine |
| I told, I told you all |
| I know, I know |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| Yeah hop out another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| We back with another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| It’s a 70/30 chance I won’t fuck with you niggas |
| It’s a 70/30 chance I might fuck up them digits |
| In the bottom where them niggas they ain’t fuck with you nigga |
| Now you’re up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga |
| I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy |
| And busted cause my car wasn’t running and woah |
| Doggy all I want is a onion |
| The game it was callin' me audibly like someone come fronted, but no |
| Niggas never gave a nigga nothing |
| Fuck I look like giving niggas something? |
| Made 100K this week, that’s on my dead mama |
| Spend a 117 and I ain’t even know it |
| Dawg I swear my coldest nights it wasn’t even snowing |
| Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier |
| I played the watch out on the block you used to see me scopin' |
| Respect the shooters that said «Youngin' go we about to blow this» |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| We back with another one nigga |
| Came back in another one nigga, woah |
| I told, I told you all |
| I know how I’ma get mine |
| I told, I told you all |
| I know, I know |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| Yeah hop out another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| Hop in another one nigga |
| We back with another one nigga |
| Get back in another one nigga, woah |
| It’s the year 2009 and I done found myself a crib |
| I ain’t got no dough, but I done found myself a bitch |
| Dollars and success is what my niggas tryna get |
| Young as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP |
| I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public |
| I rather count this money with the thuggers and the junkies |
| The teachers used to tell me «Boy you ain’t gon' amount to nothing» |
| The only love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlers |
| We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas GABOS |
| Seen my nigga Harvey, he went and copped him a Ghost |
| Through the windshield, the centerfold on the door |
| Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you folks |
| Getting dough on these fours, getting money and shows |
| These checks are looking silly, I’m getting funny on hoes |
| Funny how I’m stuntin' in somethin' flooded in stones |
| Put them honeys on hold, put them runners on go |
| Secure the bag |