Tory Lanez ~ Talk On Road

PARTYNEXTDOOR - Dreamin'

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah—city never sleepin’, but we stay dream-reapin’ (wooh)
Movin’ through the block like the pavement’s breathin’ (yeah)

[Chorus]
Long grind—no rest (yeah), mind sharp—no stress (brra)
Chasin’ every bag like a hunter on a quest (let’s go)
Pull up on the scene, take everything you flex (pow)
Talk tough once—then you never talk next (woo)
No jokes when the load ain’t blessed (nah)
Hands in my pockets? You pressin’ your luck (luck)
Ops get folded when they creepin’ too much (brra)
Try touch gang—you get shut down, stuck (pow)
One wrong move and your whole night’s fucked (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Whole squad slide like wheels on ice (skrr)
Young boy carry that pole—no dice (yeah)
Breathin’ through smoke while I weigh this price (price)
Stack so tall it block out lights (wooh)
Check my phone—new drops, new buyers (buyers)
Hit three spots, whole shift like fire (fire)
Push that pack like a full-time driver (driver)
Money talk loud—mine sound like a choir (choir)
Walk in the room—whole vibe gets violent (pow)
Heart stay cold like I’m livin’ on an island (ice)
If I see a rich boy flex, I’m smilin’ (hehe)
’Cause he next on the list—perfect timin’ (brra)
Move with a scope, hit clean—no guidance (woo)
Foreign plate whip, no noise—just silence (shhh)
Every chance taken got a dangerous mileage (mileage)
But the win hit sweet like a first-class pilot (pilot)

[Chorus]
Long grind—no rest (yeah), mind sharp—no stress (woo)
Chasin’ every bag like a hunter on a quest (quest)
Pull up on the scene, take everything you flex (flex)
Talk tough once—then you never talk next (brra)
No jokes when the load ain’t blessed (nah)
Hands in my pockets? You pressin’ your luck (luck)
Ops get folded when they creepin’ too much (pow)
Try touch gang—you get shut down, stuck (stuck)
One wrong move and your whole night’s fucked (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Stove on high, let the work do magic (magic)
Stretch that block like it’s made of elastic (elastic)
Whole street buzzin’, my name fantastic (yeah)
OG said keep moves clean, no static (no static)
Big blick tucked in the coat—acrobatic (flip)
Slide on a fool, make the scene cinematic (wooh)
Racks in the freezer—they chill in the attic (ice)
Bitch want love? Too clingy, dramatic (nah)
Credit so strong, boys call it a habit (habit)
Lift up a load then vanish like a rabbit (gone)
Talk on my name? Gotta prove you can back it (back it)
Come to the table, better know what you packin’ (packin’)
I cook, wrap, seal, then stack it (stack)
No snakes in my circle—just rats with tactics (brra)

[Chorus]
Long grind—no rest (yeah), mind sharp—no stress (pow)
Chasin’ every bag like a hunter on a quest (wooh)
Pull up on the scene, take everything you flex (flex)
Talk tough once—then you never talk next (brra)
No jokes when the load ain’t blessed (nah)
Hands in my pockets? You pressin’ your luck (luck)
Ops get folded when they creepin’ too much (pow)
Try touch gang—you get shut down, stuck (stuck)
One wrong move and your whole night’s fucked (yeah)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Sharp nights—deep hunts—chase gold (gold)
Long road—big moves—never fold (never)

Long Grind [Prod. PMO Music]

Tory Lanez - In For It (Slowed)

I can't stop them eyes from givin' me looks

tory lanez - looks (slowed and reverb)

tory lanez feat. chris brown - the take (slowed edit)

Broken Promises [ SLOWED - REVERB ] Tory Lanez - Chixtape 5

Bryson Tiller - Finesse drake cover (reverb+slowed+bass boost)

~ he don't gotta know i got you on the floor doing things you never thought you'd do........ ~

Tory Lanez - In For It (Slowed)

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