Deen & AB // SGA Lyrics – Tory Lanez

[Part I: Deen & AB]

[Intro]
You’re all a bunch of fu*king a$
You know why?
You don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me
You need people like me, so you can point your fu*king fingers and say, “That’s the bad guy“

[Verse 1]
Streets waiting on me, playing for keeps, they waiting on me
All of this talk ’bout M’s and B’s and still everything they was saying was cheap

Leaks in your circle, whatever you saying, them n!ggas relaying to me
I don’t wanna talk ’bout no broke boy s*it, none of that s*it relate to me (That’s the bad guy)
None of that s*it relate to me
Hopping on islands and touching on-, none of that s*it relatе to me
N!ggas be fishing for info and all of this s*it that you’re talking is bait to mе
You n!ggas in deals, you waiting to leave
She give me the head, I take it and leave
Who said the money ain’t made on trees? As soon as it falls, I’m raking the leaves
Making these M’s, they making believe, to make you believe that they in the green
I feel like Dean the Great and AB, watching these little n!ggas faking they streams
None of that s*it relate to me, none of that s*it relate to me

[Interlude]
N!gga, free Tory, n!gga
Yeah, yeah, nah, do that
Free Tory, n!gga
Stupid-ass n!gga

[Part II: SGA]

[Verse 1]
None of that s*it relate to me
B!tch, if we playing, we playing for keeps
Lil n!gga stepping, I brought a new F and a switch on that b like spraying Febreze
She wanna fu*k, but she way out her league, I bought her this ticket from way overseas

But if you gon’ travel to fu*k me, then shawty just fu*k me, don’t come all this way out to tease

[Bridge]
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
She gave me the head, I take her and leave

[Verse 2]
She giving me dome, she breaking her knees
I’m all in her purse, I’m taking her cheese
I’m back in this b!tch, you waited for me
You know how it goes, you know how I be
“Where is you from?” You know it’s the B
I get love in the Six and the Nine
It’s no Tekashi, but they going for me
You know what I mean, ya-ya-da me
I feel like Shai Gilgeous-Alexander, b!tch, I’m going for three
I call her a fan, she blowing for me

[Bridge]
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
She gave me the head, I take her and leave

[Verse 3]
You know how these b!tches be going for me
Smash Dave, he bring all the B’s
Tell Baby Chello to bring all the freaks
You know they gon’ fu*k, I sing R&B
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
You know they gon’ fu*k, I sing R&B
I’m SGA when I stand at the three
Trapping from Hamilton, landing the B
She, fu*king with me
Baby, could tell me you fu*king with me
Then bring a friend for crodie, ’cause you know how this s*it gon’ go when you coming to see Tory, uh

[Bridge]
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
As soon as I fu*k, I’m making her leave
She gave me the head, I take her and leave

[Verse 4]
She giving me dome, she breaking her knees
I’m all in her purse, I’m taking her cheese
I’m back in this b!tch, you waited for me
You know how it goes, you know how I be
“Where is you from?” You know it’s the B
The way I was living, the s*it I was given, I really ain’t think I was making eighteen
But look, crodie right back in this b!tch, mm
It ain’t what you making it seem
They try to lil’ bro me like Baby Hakeem, but none of that s*it relating to me
Cooking these n!ggas and baking they beans and cooking these b!tches and taking they greens
These b!tches’ll tell you how you got it, but you know these b!tches’ll say anything
You know these b!tches’ll say anything
TMZ say I’m in fear of my life, them n!ggas be lying and making up things
But I go tell the lawyer to make it a B
Like Uno Reverse, I made it a B
Uh, I’m about to make me a B
Uh, I’m about to make me a B
Ay, I’m about to make me a B
Mmh, n!ggas is talking, they really out selling they souls, it’s crazy to me
For s*it that a n!gga can make in a day, that s*it there won’t even take me a week