Letra de Losing Friends (Lost Tapes 2018) - Tory Lanez

Yeah

I lost like three homies in the last two months now, this shit crazy

Ayy, uh

I'm losing friends, dog

Touching a whole lotta money

I'm losing friends, dog

Love, niggas don't got it, fuck it

I'm losing friends, dog

With all this money I gain

I'm losing friends, dog

No, this shit won't be the same

I'm losing friends

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends, dog

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends, dog

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends

Yesterday, my nigga E committed suicide

Sometimes I realize in this world, this shit is do or die

See one of my realest niggas, meet up and barely take no pictures

Where the fuck was I when you took your life, man, like, I should've been with you

And I know we came from two background but we kept it G, though

Used to pick me up from my apartment, right there on Lisa

When the rap shit pop, my nigga, I swear I was supposed to got you, nigga

Came back to double back, and now, I live it without my nigga

And led through all the pain, we did a way where we too could die

Through all the things that we were dealin', it was you and I

Through all the problems that we had when it was you and I

Through all the problems and the pain, it was you and I

I'm losing friends, dog

Touching a whole lotta money

I'm losing friends, dog

Love, niggas don't got it, fuck it

I'm losing friends, dog

With all this money I gain

I'm losing friends, dog

No, this shit won't be the same

I'm losing friends

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends, dog

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends, dog

They say more money, more problems

I'm losing friends, yeah

And I don't know how to balance it

A car just knocked my nigga Dre off the road, he couldn't balance it

Somethin' like Picasso, used to paint pictures, so talented

A hit-and-run, a Asian lady did my nigga so violently, it's crazy

But who do I run to?

I don't fuck with nobody, so it's no one to vent to

That's why going to your event, to me, don't seem so eventful

But it's just me and God, and I'm goin' against the odds, oh nah

At sixteen, I caught my first case and my first stripe

At seventeen, I had four court cases, my worst nights

You see the judge was tryna scratch me off of autos

Legal ain't loyal, they treat me like nothin' but a barcode

That's why I gotta shout out my real niggas

They gave me that deposit when I needed that shit to deal with it

When I was getting my nails all in that pain, I was gettin' that bill with you

We was dodgin' house niggas, they couldn't feel no field niggas

They couldn't feel no real niggas

We was facing big-body cases, they hated real niggas

We was talking big-body Benzes, they were tellin' us, "Chill, nigga"

Remember one thing Drake told me, it was so real, nigga

Even if they hate the movie, you're still Steven Spiel, nigga

Rest in peace to all of the fallen soldiers

And the angels, keep my niggas up in Heaven

One Umbrellas forever

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