Yeah, uh From nothin' to somethin' Yo Tory That boy Cassius Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me) Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami) I done hit 100 licks in the Camry Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (understand me) Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me) Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami) I done made a lot of moves in the Camry You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, Miami, Miami Yeah, I done came up from nothin' (yeah) So I made it off of nothin' (yeah) Couple rings I was hustlin' Through the rain and the storm (yeah) Through the hunger and the jungle I'ma slide on a nigga A hundred grand on a nigga I never ran from a nigga I may have hit a couple Zoes I may have hit a couple credit card fraud scams on a nigga But I land on a nigga There wasn't a chance for niggas (no) I bought in the bands for niggas Yeah, in the court, I been missin' court, yeah (court, yeah) Got a warrant so I put that shit in sport, yeah (sport, yeah) I lost so many of my niggas on the off-street (off-street) I can't believe some of my niggas double-crossed me Shit is hard and I'm broken, but I go I fit a 3.5 in the Backwood when I smoke And niggas askin' why I smoke so many blunts, huh? Because these Backwoods and these blunts are feelin' numb high And all this Actavis and drank, it make me numb, huh? The only time when I feel at peace is when I'm dumb high I keep the flashy Jesus pieces when I'm stuntin' out I keep a quarter-million pieces when I'm stuntin' out Them dumb ass teachers and police said I'd be nothin', huh? I ducked the Priest and chased my dreams and now his son's hot That Wraith ain't rented, when I pull up man it's sun hot I'm movin' geetchie with bitches, they be out buggin' now Talkin' with opinions, all they got is opinions I'm back and forth in millions, all y'all pussy niggas my minions I spend days in Givenchy, mama told me I would get it I kept a 30 on me long and it had the extension These niggas did me dirty, no I can't speak on friendship I can't speak on detention spent most the year suspended Bitch, I came from the bottom, finna head to the tippy One thing a nigga noticed, I got to get it, that's why it's a Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me) Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami) I done hit 100 licks in the Camry Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (understand me) Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me) Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami) I done made a lot of moves in the Cam' You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, Miami, Miami Oh, I done made myself a livin' I been dodgin' the sentence I asked God for forgiveness Then I put rose gold on the tennis I told 'em put a hold on the hearing It's a 458 on the engine Feel like I'm in a race for these millions Bought another safe for the business Walk with a hundred K in the denim Wonder why he got hate in his feelings You niggas want the wave I invented I was gonna cop a Wraith and a Bentley Dolce and Gabana, Gunna drippin' Plus I'm getting this money independent Top off in the summer 'cause we winnin' Windows up and we breezy VVS from Elliot and my pearls came from CC Bal Harbour shopping spree anytime I'm in Miami Hope to see my people's face when I make it to the Grammys Park the yacht next to the dock and we hoppin' on a jet-ski Brought the racks for my Rollie watch, see me shinin' from the nosebleeds Pour the syrup in my soda pop, I hope I never OD They steal the drip when my pictures drop, they lookin' like the old me And I board a jet, hit M.I.A, with my dog I painted a picture you can frame it on a wall, yeah I made her my bitch and painted the insides of her walls, yeah Got a bank account and fill it with M's so we can ball Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me) Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami) I done hit 100 licks in the Camry Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (understand me) Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me) Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami) I done made a lot of moves in the Cam' You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami
Still the most underrated slowed song of all time and keep up the great work
Word bruh
When this album/mixtape dropped u listened to this atleast 1000+ times
On god
The best song to ever exist
GANGSTAS DON’T DIE, THEY GET CHUBBY N THEY MOVE TO MIAMI
This was meant to be slowed
Kanye North agreed bro
Definitely 🔥🔥🔥
3:03
Good shit, where do you get the visuals from.
thanks bro, just gifs from websites
Can you do a slow and reverb for the song “connection” by Tory Lanez?
sure thing!
Godly
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😛🔥
Yeah, uh
From nothin' to somethin'
Yo Tory
That boy Cassius
Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me)
Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami)
I done hit 100 licks in the Camry
Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (understand me)
Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me)
Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami)
I done made a lot of moves in the Camry
You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, Miami, Miami
Yeah, I done came up from nothin' (yeah)
So I made it off of nothin' (yeah)
Couple rings I was hustlin'
Through the rain and the storm (yeah)
Through the hunger and the jungle
I'ma slide on a nigga
A hundred grand on a nigga
I never ran from a nigga
I may have hit a couple Zoes
I may have hit a couple credit card fraud scams on a nigga
But I land on a nigga
There wasn't a chance for niggas (no)
I bought in the bands for niggas
Yeah, in the court, I been missin' court, yeah (court, yeah)
Got a warrant so I put that shit in sport, yeah (sport, yeah)
I lost so many of my niggas on the off-street (off-street)
I can't believe some of my niggas double-crossed me
Shit is hard and I'm broken, but I go
I fit a 3.5 in the Backwood when I smoke
And niggas askin' why I smoke so many blunts, huh?
Because these Backwoods and these blunts are feelin' numb high
And all this Actavis and drank, it make me numb, huh?
The only time when I feel at peace is when I'm dumb high
I keep the flashy Jesus pieces when I'm stuntin' out
I keep a quarter-million pieces when I'm stuntin' out
Them dumb ass teachers and police said I'd be nothin', huh?
I ducked the Priest and chased my dreams and now his son's hot
That Wraith ain't rented, when I pull up man it's sun hot
I'm movin' geetchie with bitches, they be out buggin' now
Talkin' with opinions, all they got is opinions
I'm back and forth in millions, all y'all pussy niggas my minions
I spend days in Givenchy, mama told me I would get it
I kept a 30 on me long and it had the extension
These niggas did me dirty, no I can't speak on friendship
I can't speak on detention spent most the year suspended
Bitch, I came from the bottom, finna head to the tippy
One thing a nigga noticed, I got to get it, that's why it's a
Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me)
Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami)
I done hit 100 licks in the Camry
Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (understand me)
Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me)
Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami)
I done made a lot of moves in the Cam'
You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, Miami, Miami
Oh, I done made myself a livin'
I been dodgin' the sentence
I asked God for forgiveness
Then I put rose gold on the tennis
I told 'em put a hold on the hearing
It's a 458 on the engine
Feel like I'm in a race for these millions
Bought another safe for the business
Walk with a hundred K in the denim
Wonder why he got hate in his feelings
You niggas want the wave I invented
I was gonna cop a Wraith and a Bentley
Dolce and Gabana, Gunna drippin'
Plus I'm getting this money independent
Top off in the summer 'cause we winnin'
Windows up and we breezy
VVS from Elliot and my pearls came from CC
Bal Harbour shopping spree anytime I'm in Miami
Hope to see my people's face when I make it to the Grammys
Park the yacht next to the dock and we hoppin' on a jet-ski
Brought the racks for my Rollie watch, see me shinin' from the nosebleeds
Pour the syrup in my soda pop, I hope I never OD
They steal the drip when my pictures drop, they lookin' like the old me
And I board a jet, hit M.I.A, with my dog
I painted a picture you can frame it on a wall, yeah
I made her my bitch and painted the insides of her walls, yeah
Got a bank account and fill it with M's so we can ball
Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me)
Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami)
I done hit 100 licks in the Camry
Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (understand me)
Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (understand me)
Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (to Miami)
I done made a lot of moves in the Cam'
You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami