Charlie Row x Wishing Well Lyrics – Tory Lanez

Yeah
Free all the n!ggas up
Free all the dawgs up
S*it real this for little bro and em

I just wanna ball with all my dawgs
Tryna hop outta the pen say fu*k all the laws
It’s too much playing on that yard
You gone get involved
I told lil Brody when we free we gone sit in stars
I can’t be fu*king with these broads on these prison calls
These hoes don’t even know emotionally scarred

And that’s why I ain’t got no emotions for a broad
They say they love you then be deep throating up ya dawgs
If you could only hear the screams from these prison walls
Dog I done left up out that visit with it in my drawers
So many nights I feel like killing one of these n!ggas dawg
I had to plot I had to scheme but you was in my thoughts I felt so many cold shoulders it made me colder
In the pen without yo knife you better call a soldier
In the pen without your knife
You better call jahova
Caught that sentence it was nights I felt like life was over
N!gga kept on grinding
S*it was hard but I kept trying
Solitary confinement turned me to a monster
Court room got me shackled down in these chompers
In them court cages n!ggas fighting for they lives man I swear
You know my flow is like the meanest
Sat up in that cell scrubbing floors fighting demons
Giving n!ggas hell throwing blows and slicing beanies
I owe a debt and put it on yo books n!gga we equal
I got a dawg that’s doing a hundred to life
But still he smile when you see him you see the sun and the light
Off in his eyes
It be times It be rough in the night
Can’t see the shine but the morning still gone come to the light
Keep u a knife

Cause s*it is painful survival of the fittest if you ain’t fit you might get strangled
I walk all through that visit with my b!tch you see them angles
My n!ggas throwing signs so the CO can’t read the language
DA washed him out in court he got back filing franklins
He tryna break free
Far from the state police
Me I’m from the T I rep the blue jays and the maple leaf
But I’m in that field like I’m some playing cleats and sprained feet’s
Used to be with scammers in them pictures we were saying cheese but I had to dip cause being fraudulent just ain’t me
50 thousand dollars on my first advance just ain’t cheap
Especially when you wake up broke as fu*k and got no AC
Sitting in my cell I’m giving n!ggas hell
Trying to find a route to get him stabbed before that n!gga tell
Wavy to the max I feel like boss Don Biggavel
And to all you b!tches tryna hate man I wish you well
I wish you well

In my cell
Sipping up
Getting lit getting fade
Rockstar wasted
I kno that it
In my cell
Sipping up
Getting lit getting fade
Rockstar wasted
Oh I wish you well
B!tch I wish you well

So many times you treated me like I died oh I wish you well
To all you hoes that lied and fu*ked my n!ggas on the side I wish you well
I wish you well

In my cell
Sipping up
Getting lit getting fade
Rockstar wasted
I kno that it
In my cell
Sipping up
Getting lit getting fade
Rockstar wasted
Oh I wish you well