"Wind Blowing" lyrics
(Lost Tapes 2022)
Look, uh
All my hoes movin' on, my money still stupid long, my artists recoupin' strong, trust me
I done made these excuses for way too long
Now I'm takin' grandma to exclusive places we own, yeah
Cut the cashmere sweater like El-Shabazz, when I spazz, it's a part of my task
This type of job that I have is way more farther than flashy cars and the cash or
Pickin' Barbies up from parties to let my partners smash
Rain fallin', wind blowin', I'm outside, skin showin'
Flowin' like the sink flowin', chain shinin', ring glowin'
Know you fly when every outfit feel like a big moment
458, dip in traffic, pink slip showin', damn, uh, yeah
I make the minor moments, miss the big ones
I got fire inside my coat, you niggas let your lip run
And I got shooters sayin', "Tory, which one?"
I'm goin' off with this one, knock 'em like Sonny Liston, yeah
Money still off of the wall, I'm still on top when I fall
I'm still endin' the call and sayin' you droppin' the call
Ice grill, 30K, trillion watts in my jaw
Her pussy wet when she see me, she still hot when I stall
Trendin' more times this year than whatever's hot in the fall, whatever's hot in the summer
Me, I am not for the slumber, me, I am not for the slander
All the paparazzi, fake news, and the prop and the 'ganda
I'm barely used to this Hollywood shit, I was poppin' my hammer
Niggas that's pullin' out Glocks, these niggas pullin' out cameras
Young niggas pullin' out Phantoms, the Dawns, Wraiths, Cullinans, man, the whole family
The One Umbrella's mine and you should get your own family
I'm not a baby, you can't sway me with your own candy
A nigga music so wavy, my fuckin' flow sandy
Yeah, light a cigar as I'm typin' you all
Y'all couldn't see me even if I was Skypin' you all
Gettin' headshots from a bitch like I'm snipin' the wall
Deal ain't over five mil', dog, I'm declinin' the call
Red and blue seats in the G-coupe, whose side am I on?
Even times I know I was wrong, who's rightin' my wrongs?
Yeah, could start a riot recitin' my songs
It's been a bitch inside my bed the last ten years, I ain't spend a night on my own
Weed, I'm lightin' my own
Me, just rightin' my wrongs, puttin' my life in these songs
I need a white picket fence, good wife, and a home
On these beats playin' tough guy, askin' Tice if I'm wrong
Ain't no Steph Curry, but I'm out here, I'm steppin' in 3s
Neck wearin' bezels that freeze
Teachers used to tell me all the things that I never could be
Told me I could never be a doctor, well, I bought a pharmacy and invested the cheese
Oop, now you gotta watch it, oop, now you got a topic
Oop, now you gotta take back stupid-ass shit you talkin'
Bridge walkin', '95, movin' like Biz Markie
Young, rich, and cocky, tell a bitch to get off me, it's Tory
All my hoes movin' on, my money still stupid long, my artists recoupin' strong, trust me
I done made these excuses for way too long
Now I'm takin' grandma to exclusive places we own, yeah
Cut the cashmere sweater like El-Shabazz, when I spazz, it's a part of my task
This type of job that I have is way more farther than flashy cars and the cash or
Pickin' Barbies up from parties to let my partners smash
Rain fallin', wind blowin', I'm outside, skin showin'
Flowin' like the sink flowin', chain shinin', ring glowin'
Know you fly when every outfit feel like a big moment
458, dip in traffic, pink slip showin', damn, uh, yeah
I make the minor moments, miss the big ones
I got fire inside my coat, you niggas let your lip run
And I got shooters sayin', "Tory, which one?"
I'm goin' off with this one, knock 'em like Sonny Liston, yeah
Money still off of the wall, I'm still on top when I fall
I'm still endin' the call and sayin' you droppin' the call
Ice grill, 30K, trillion watts in my jaw
Her pussy wet when she see me, she still hot when I stall
Trendin' more times this year than whatever's hot in the fall, whatever's hot in the summer
Me, I am not for the slumber, me, I am not for the slander
All the paparazzi, fake news, and the prop and the 'ganda
I'm barely used to this Hollywood shit, I was poppin' my hammer
Niggas that's pullin' out Glocks, these niggas pullin' out cameras
Young niggas pullin' out Phantoms, the Dawns, Wraiths, Cullinans, man, the whole family
The One Umbrella's mine and you should get your own family
I'm not a baby, you can't sway me with your own candy
A nigga music so wavy, my fuckin' flow sandy
Yeah, light a cigar as I'm typin' you all
Y'all couldn't see me even if I was Skypin' you all
Gettin' headshots from a bitch like I'm snipin' the wall
Deal ain't over five mil', dog, I'm declinin' the call
Red and blue seats in the G-coupe, whose side am I on?
Even times I know I was wrong, who's rightin' my wrongs?
Yeah, could start a riot recitin' my songs
It's been a bitch inside my bed the last ten years, I ain't spend a night on my own
Weed, I'm lightin' my own
Me, just rightin' my wrongs, puttin' my life in these songs
I need a white picket fence, good wife, and a home
On these beats playin' tough guy, askin' Tice if I'm wrong
Ain't no Steph Curry, but I'm out here, I'm steppin' in 3s
Neck wearin' bezels that freeze
Teachers used to tell me all the things that I never could be
Told me I could never be a doctor, well, I bought a pharmacy and invested the cheese
Oop, now you gotta watch it, oop, now you got a topic
Oop, now you gotta take back stupid-ass shit you talkin'
Bridge walkin', '95, movin' like Biz Markie
Young, rich, and cocky, tell a bitch to get off me, it's Tory
