Tory Lanez - Dope Boy's Diary (Lyrics) | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'Dope Boy's Diary' song lyrics is officially presented by 'Tory Lanez' from the album 'The New Toronto 3'. The song lyrics are written by Tory Lanez & Don Cannon. The music is produced by Don Cannon. The song released at Tory Lanez Official youtube channel on April 10th, 2020.


Song Details:

Song: Dope Boy's Diary
Artist: Tory Lanez
Producer: Don Cannon
Album: The New Toronto 3
Writer: Tory Lanez & Don Cannon
Mixing Engineer: Johann Chavez
Mastering Engineer: Chris Gehringer
Engineer: Mike Romero & Johann Chavez
Release Date: April 10th, 2020.

Dope Boy's Diary Lyrics:

Yeah, nothing bigger than the umbrella, yeah, yeah
Just gotta feel me nigga
It's Tory!

Told my bitch I love her she ain't say it back
My heart I can't play with that

Fuck it that's that, and we made it that
Running through the trap to find my re-up, tryna make it back
BM tripping I am just tryna cop my son his favorite snacks
Love from the cripss, bloods, and GD's
Scamming out the bank I made like 50 though on TD
In the trap my homeboys my heart, but shit I gotta move greedy
Got a budget for the lawyer in case I lose with this PD
Cause we tryna get more than riches, fuck the fame and all the glitzz
My bitch ain't had tits, so I bought her tits
I am a little older so I mold her till I taught the bitch
Boy, I would have sworn that she was loyal till I caught the bitches
I won't trust a soul
It's just me and my pole playing position on that roads
Watching jack boys close, guns closer than the sirens
See if them boys try me, bitches, I am opening the fire
Catching bodies like corona and the virus nigga
Weed bought the Rolex, crack bought the bustdown
Trapping did a home run, scamming did a touchdown
Thinking about my sons now, know I gotta stay alive
Cause I done let him down like 4 times and I can't make it 5s
Cops from a naked eye, watching in a foreign

But we moving neats the DA can't grant him no warrants
The birdmaan with me like Wayne in New Orleans
Raining and pouring, ranging, and warring
Probably lost my bitch to a athlete
Fuck it, I might pull up with another bitch, mad fleet
I remember Crystals dem told me I was mad weak
From that day I never let another bitch embarrass me
I had to wear the same drawers
Going out for weeks, a nigga stank, but this shit paid off
Flexiing like I owned the rental nigga had to play it off
Hoes I put this dick off in they hole just like I am playing golf
Anytime I ran up outta work I sold em drywall
I was broke and threw it on the scale cause I can't eyeball
Homie I just came from being homeless that's a sidebar
That's why with this rap shit I be focused, can't take time off
Boy, I am not a killer, but don't push me that's on my mama

Got my killers out there swimming in the deep end
Before you knew that nigga drowned cause he was deep in
Scarborough, bitches, we playing on the defense
My little niggas catching bodies every weekend
My little shooter made the movies with the sequence
Play with us and we gonna turn that nigga pretense
In the foreign picked him up from out the precincts
Cause he gonna still put in that pressure till the beef ends

I wanna cheat but I will probably kill her if she cheat on me

Homicidal thoughts don't mix with G's homie
Plus I be with G's homie, stick hot like 98 degrees homie
Trigger finger itchy like some fleas on me
Sleeping on my nigga sofas, sleeping on the floor
I couldn't even tell a bitch come over
Now its all Dior all on my body, like my melatonin
Niggas took the stand, I can't believe them boys was telling on me
Street shit is hella phony, yeah
Look in my eyes, you see I am dodging all the demons
Came a long way, from swiping fraud cards at all the Neiman's
I was plotting and scheming, poppingg bad beaners
Shit, I thought it then dreams it, turned it to reality
This your fatality
Killing any nigga saying they got the same style as me
I am the only rapper saying shit with no apologys
Pull up, you could holla b
Your favorite rappers shit, just ain't as hot as me, Tory, aye

Spitting fire in the booth, Forgiato tires on the coupe

OG's looking at me like they inspired to be me when I aspired to be you
Crazy but it's true, dammn
Yeah, 90310 are running shit, you know what's going on, nigga
Big U, big umbrella



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