Lirik Lagu Loners Blvd - Tory Lanez
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You catch my rock, rolling down Loners BlvdYou've got dreams, keep on dreaming
High school teen, never got acceptedGuess it didn't get to go how I expectedNow a nigga pissedSteady lookin' at the bottom of the list like"Where the fuck re my projections?"Nigga's like "Next year ToryIt's all good, you'll be next year's story"Then I said "Man, you don't even understandMan, I'm droppin' out now, ain't no next year for me"So I left, bus route to the bitch down 53Took the last dollar that i had for this dreamAnd I spent it on some naughty nonsense, Micky D'sShit, wasn't doin' too fineThen i made a call to this nigga named RhymesSaid he had a little studio and it wasn't top-notchBut could damn near do the whole nineSo I said "Cool" made a few songs in this shitStayed too long in this shitBut by the month, I was there so muchNigga's had to lay futons in this shitI was in my mom's SusanneDrove to my first shows in a new JettaAlways said one day I would be the manI would just laugh like, who are you tellin'Me, I'mma go farI can still dream in this world full of starsI can still scheme in this world full of narcsIf they can still scheme and I'm on my car showI'mma dream, I'mma dream, dreamDream like you said to meBest words that were said to meBest words that were said to me
Ten long miles, from a long way homeI'm headed downtown cause I'm workin' on this lil mixtapeWith no fillers, no throwaway songs, hopin' that this shit just goSadly for me, this shit didn'tSo I make another mixtape and another mixtape and another mixtape'Til them nigga's start sayin' shit's hiddenThen I meet a guy named Sascha , he tells me he's thinkin' 'bout takin' up managementSay he got a million dollar empire on his mind, he just need an artist to plan it withHe also say he throw shows out in Texas and maybe I should open up for oneThen I say "Cool man' he books me the next flight out like I'm showin' up for somethin'I lay down Houston around nine, warehouse liveWas my worst show ever, nigga's damn near got boo'd off stageI performed my first live show everWomen in the crowd would scream for a niggaNigga's in the crowd they was up downBad enough nigga's let Bun B watchBut I feel like I let Sascha down, shit was live on stage dogThat night felt like a nigga had the whole world on my shouldersTwenty years old tryna find the one spot in this world gettin' colderThen 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, set list saysDog you can run it on thisAnd it all works out
It's a big worldThe bigger your dream, the bigger you're livin' itIt's all in your mindDon't let no body fuck up your highIt's a big worldThe bigger your dream, the bigger you're livin' itIt's all in your mindDon't let no body 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...
That was it, I had hit rock bottom, lowest point of my life. Just me, the music and a couple quarters in my pocket. Then it hit me...the phone call that would change my life
HelloHello, hi...hi...is this, is this Tory Lanez?Yeah, who this?Hi, yeah this is Mike from InterscopeUhm, you slid me your music a couple weeks ago when I was leaving the officeOh yeah, what's up?Uh...I didn't have a chance to listen to it until recently and oh my head is just blown offOh thank you so much bro, thank youWe need to talk...we need to talkF'shoUh, do you have time this week to sit down?Uhm...yeah, yeah, when?Does...does Friday work for you?Yeah that works, that worksOkay, let's lock that inIight coolI...I gotta run okay? Let's talk soon, see ya bye...
Okay, perfect, I think we got himAye, aye Mike, let me ask you somethin'You really think this kid could make hit records?Honestly? The music speaks for itselfAlright, alright...why...let's listen, let's see what he's got, let's put it inOkay...let's do it
High school teen, never got acceptedGuess it didn't get to go how I expectedNow a nigga pissedSteady lookin' at the bottom of the list like"Where the fuck re my projections?"Nigga's like "Next year ToryIt's all good, you'll be next year's story"Then I said "Man, you don't even understandMan, I'm droppin' out now, ain't no next year for me"So I left, bus route to the bitch down 53Took the last dollar that i had for this dreamAnd I spent it on some naughty nonsense, Micky D'sShit, wasn't doin' too fineThen i made a call to this nigga named RhymesSaid he had a little studio and it wasn't top-notchBut could damn near do the whole nineSo I said "Cool" made a few songs in this shitStayed too long in this shitBut by the month, I was there so muchNigga's had to lay futons in this shitI was in my mom's SusanneDrove to my first shows in a new JettaAlways said one day I would be the manI would just laugh like, who are you tellin'Me, I'mma go farI can still dream in this world full of starsI can still scheme in this world full of narcsIf they can still scheme and I'm on my car showI'mma dream, I'mma dream, dreamDream like you said to meBest words that were said to meBest words that were said to me
Ten long miles, from a long way homeI'm headed downtown cause I'm workin' on this lil mixtapeWith no fillers, no throwaway songs, hopin' that this shit just goSadly for me, this shit didn'tSo I make another mixtape and another mixtape and another mixtape'Til them nigga's start sayin' shit's hiddenThen I meet a guy named Sascha , he tells me he's thinkin' 'bout takin' up managementSay he got a million dollar empire on his mind, he just need an artist to plan it withHe also say he throw shows out in Texas and maybe I should open up for oneThen I say "Cool man' he books me the next flight out like I'm showin' up for somethin'I lay down Houston around nine, warehouse liveWas my worst show ever, nigga's damn near got boo'd off stageI performed my first live show everWomen in the crowd would scream for a niggaNigga's in the crowd they was up downBad enough nigga's let Bun B watchBut I feel like I let Sascha down, shit was live on stage dogThat night felt like a nigga had the whole world on my shouldersTwenty years old tryna find the one spot in this world gettin' colderThen 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, set list saysDog you can run it on thisAnd it all works out
It's a big worldThe bigger your dream, the bigger you're livin' itIt's all in your mindDon't let no body fuck up your highIt's a big worldThe bigger your dream, the bigger you're livin' itIt's all in your mindDon't let no body 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...
That was it, I had hit rock bottom, lowest point of my life. Just me, the music and a couple quarters in my pocket. Then it hit me...the phone call that would change my life
HelloHello, hi...hi...is this, is this Tory Lanez?Yeah, who this?Hi, yeah this is Mike from InterscopeUhm, you slid me your music a couple weeks ago when I was leaving the officeOh yeah, what's up?Uh...I didn't have a chance to listen to it until recently and oh my head is just blown offOh thank you so much bro, thank youWe need to talk...we need to talkF'shoUh, do you have time this week to sit down?Uhm...yeah, yeah, when?Does...does Friday work for you?Yeah that works, that worksOkay, let's lock that inIight coolI...I gotta run okay? Let's talk soon, see ya bye...
Okay, perfect, I think we got himAye, aye Mike, let me ask you somethin'You really think this kid could make hit records?Honestly? The music speaks for itselfAlright, alright...why...let's listen, let's see what he's got, let's put it inOkay...let's do it
