Losing Friends (Lost Tapes 2018) lyrics

by

Tory Lanez



[Intro]
Yeah
I lost like three homies in the last two months now, this sh*t crazy
Ayy, uh

[Chorus]
I'm losing friends, dog
Touching a whole lotta money
I'm losing friends, dog
Love, n*ggas don't got it, f*ck it
I'm losing friends, dog
With all this money I gain
I'm losing friends, dog
No, this sh*t 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

[Verse 1]
Yesterday, my n*gga E committed suicide
Sometimes I realize in this world, this sh*t is do or die
See one of my realest n*ggas, meet up and barely take no pictures
Where the f*ck 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 sh*t pop, my n*gga, I swear I was supposed to got you, n*gga
Came back to double back, and now, I live it without my n*gga
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
[Chorus]
I'm losing friends, dog
Touching a whole lotta money
I'm losing friends, dog
Love, n*ggas don't got it, f*ck it
I'm losing friends, dog
With all this money I gain
I'm losing friends, dog
No, this sh*t 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

[Verse 2]
And I don't know how to balance it
A car just knocked my n*gga 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 n*gga so violently, it's crazy
But who do I run to?
I don't f*ck 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 n*ggas
They gave me that deposit when I needed that sh*t 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 n*ggas, they couldn't feel no field n*ggas
They couldn't feel no real n*ggas
We was facing big-body cases, they hated real n*ggas
We was talking big-body Benzes, they were tellin' us, "Chill, n*gga"
Remember one thing Drake told me, it was so real, n*gga
Even if they hate the movie, you're still Steven Spiel, n*gga
[Outro]
Rest in peace to all of the fallen soldiers
And the angels, keep my n*ggas up in Heaven
One Umbrellas forever
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