Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Loners Blvd , by - Tory Lanez. Release date: 18.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Loners Blvd |
| You got ya mind rocked, rollin' down Loners Blvd |
| You’ve got dreams, keep on dreaming |
| High school team, never got accepted |
| Guess it didn’t get to go how I expected |
| Now a nigga pissed |
| Steady lookin' at the bottom of the list like |
| «Where the fuck are my projections?» |
| Niggas like, «Next year Tory |
| It’s all good, you’ll be next year’s story» |
| Then I said «Man, you don’t even understand |
| Man, I’m droppin' out now, win it next year for me» |
| So I left, bus route to the bench down 53 |
| Took the last dollar that I had for this dream |
| And I spent it on some 99 cents Micky D’s |
| Shit wasn’t doin' too fine |
| Then I made a call to this nigga named Rimes |
| Said he had a little studio and it wasn’t top-notch |
| But could damn near do the whole nine |
| So I said «Cool,» made a few songs in this shit |
| Stayed too long in this shit |
| But by the month, man, I was there so much niggas had to lay futons in this shit |
| Owe it to my aunt Suzanne |
| Drove to my first shows in your new Jetta |
| Always said one day I would be the man |
| I would just laugh like, «Who are you tellin', me?» |
| I’ma go far |
| I could still dream in this world full of stars |
| I could still scheme in this world full of narcs |
| If they could still scheme in them unmarked cars, so |
| I’ma dream, I’ma dream, dream |
| I’ma dream, dream like you said to me |
| Best words that was said to me |
| Best words that was said to me |
| Ten long miles, from a long way home |
| I’m headed downtown 'cause I’m workin' on this lil' mixtape |
| No fillers, no throwaway songs |
| Hopin' that this shit just go |
| Sadly for me, this shit didn’t |
| So I make another mixtape and another mixtape and another mixtape |
| 'Til them niggas start sayin' shit’s hittin' |
| Then I meet a guy named Sascha |
| Tells me he’s thinkin' 'bout takin' up management |
| Say he got a million dollar empire on his mind, he just need the artist to plan |
| it with |
| He also say he throw shows out in Texas and maybe I should open up for one |
| And I say «Cool man,» he books me the next flight out like I’m showin' up for |
| somethin' |
| I land down in Houston around nine, warehouse live |
| Was my worst show ever |
| Niggas damn near got booed off stage |
| I performed like my first show ever |
| Women in the crowd wouldn’t scream for a nigga |
| Niggas in the crowd they was kotched up down |
| Bad enough niggas let Bun B watch |
| But I felt like I let Sascha down, this shit was live on stage, dog |
| That night felt like a nigga had the whole world on my shoulders |
| Twenty years old tryna find a warm spot in this world gettin' colder |
| Then he came to me like, «Dog, I could put money on this, bet a hundred on this» |
| Gives me a few tips for the next night setlist |
| Says, «Dog, you gon' run it on this» and it all works out |
| It’s a big world |
| The bigger your dream, the bigger you’re livin' it |
| It’s all in your mind |
| Don’t let nobody fuck up your high |
| It’s a big world |
| The bigger your dream, the bigger you’re livin' it |
| It’s all in your mind |
| Don’t let nobody fuck up your high |
| Father, I lift up my son, I lift up anyone that travels with him and by his |
| speed I pray that you go ahead of him… I assign angels right now to this |
| assignment and I declare Father that they will go before you to make straight |
| his path, I command that every crooked path would be made straight, |
| every rough place would be made smooth, every obstacle, every barricade, |
| every blockade, every conspiracy, every trap, right now is destroyed and |
| removed out of his way in the name of Jesus. |
| And I thank you that it is written |
| that goodness and love and mercy, form all the things of our life… |