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Tory Lanez - Losing Friends Lost Tapes 2018 Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
I lost like three homies in the last two months now, this shit crazy
Ayy, uh

[Chorus]
I'm losing friends, dog
Touching a whole lotta money
I'm losing friends, dog
Love, niggas don't got it, fuck it
I'm losing friends, dog
With all this money I gain
I'm losing friends, dog
No, this shit won't be the same
I'm losing friends
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends, dog
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends, dog
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends

[Verse 1]
Yesterday, my nigga E committed suicide
Sometimes I realize in this world, this shit is do or die
See one of my realest niggas, meet up and barely take no pictures
Where the fuck was I when you took your life, man, like, I should've been with you
And I know we came from two background but we kept it G, though
Used to pick me up from my apartment, right there on Lisa
When the rap shit pop, my nigga, I swear I was supposed to got you, nigga
Came back to double back, and now, I live it without my nigga
And led through all the pain, we did a way where we too could die
Through all the things that we were dealin', it was you and I
Through all the problems that we had when it was you and I
Through all the problems and the pain, it was you and I
[Chorus]
I'm losing friends, dog
Touching a whole lotta money
I'm losing friends, dog
Love, niggas don't got it, fuck it
I'm losing friends, dog
With all this money I gain
I'm losing friends, dog
No, this shit won't be the same
I'm losing friends
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends, dog
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends, dog
They say more money, more problems
I'm losing friends, yeah

[Verse 2]
And I don't know how to balance it
A car just knocked my nigga Dre off the road, he couldn't balance it
Somethin' like Picasso, used to paint pictures, so talented
A hit-and-run, a Asian lady did my nigga so violently, it's crazy
But who do I run to?
I don't fuck with nobody, so it's no one to vent to
That's why going to your event, to me, don't seem so eventful
But it's just me and God, and I'm goin' against the odds, oh nah
At sixteen, I caught my first case and my first stripe
At seventeen, I had four court cases, my worst nights
You see the judge was tryna scratch me off of autos
Legal ain't loyal, they treat me like nothin' but a barcode
That's why I gotta shout out my real niggas
They gave me that deposit when I needed that shit to deal with it
When I was getting my nails all in that pain, I was gettin' that bill with you
We was dodgin' house niggas, they couldn't feel no field niggas
They couldn't feel no real niggas
We was facing big-body cases, they hated real niggas
We was talking big-body Benzes, they were tellin' us, "Chill, nigga"
Remember one thing Drake told me, it was so real, nigga
Even if they hate the movie, you're still Steven Spiel, nigga
[Outro]
Rest in peace to all of the fallen soldiers
And the angels, keep my niggas up in Heaven
One Umbrellas forever