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Artiste : Tory Lanez
Titre : Shot Clock Violations
Uh
Where did all my exes go?
Textin´ X and O´s, guess the car drive as far our connection goes
We´re top floor, spittin´ blessed flows

Extra on the cash, need mine far as extra goes
Off charts, I´m runnin´ my way up
Niggas ain´t fuckin´ my play up
Shot Clock Violations and I´m still tuckin´ my J up
They playin´ hard, I´m star player, so playin´ with y´all feel like I´m runnin´ a layup
I´m on top of the globe
And everything I touch fire, hand top of the stove
I go through emotions, but some I´m just not finna show
Haven´t I proved to you, I´m always hot when it´s cold?
Haven´t I proved, nigga, that I always got what it takes?
Ain´t no stoppin´ or brakes
They tried blockin´ my checks

I´m still juggin´ in place
Wonder why I´m the golden child, it´s not a mistake
We press niggas and speak in code like, "Lock in and sake"
Tryna go up on me, it´s like hoppin´ in place
I know I´m in cent
But she just gotta a sort of anger against me
They wanna kill me, drive by and throw shots at my grave, it´s crazy
But all gravy ´cause I´m gettin´ cash money now
Way before, "LoVE me NOw", the show´s over a hunnid thou´
It´s why I see you niggas now, don´t wanna pow-wow
The mic´ made me like Mike and I ain´t Lil´ Bow Wow
Life is all a gamble and you gotta thous´ down

Win a couple games now and you the man around town
Now you fuckin´ pretty brown round from the litty town
They hopin´ that´ll last forever, they don´t ever forget you now

Oh, I
I ain´t really been to the city so long (So long)
So long, I don´t even know what´s goin´ on (Goin´ on)
Hoes gone and the good girls moved on (Moved on)
Old friends jealous and the feeling so strong (Strong)
Oh, I´m (I´m)
Comin´ up short but the money so long (So long)
Old friends didn´t get to laugh too long (Too long)

Old hoes gone but I gotta move on

And the talk on road is (The talk on road is)
That I´ve been touchin´ money, don´t get down with all you funny niggas
The talk on road is (The talk on road is)
I ain´t got no love for nobody that don´t love me, no
The talk on road
It´s always gon´ be something ´bout me whenever it´s talk on road (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Oh, it´s talk on road, oh-oh

Shots comin´ from the upper side
Shoot us like a bitch from that ???, double homicide
And I remember nights in that kitchen, mixin´ that Jambalaya

Hunnid thousand, money counter, watchin´ all the numbers fly
Why would a nigga lie?
Honda Civic flow, I had to turn it to my just to drive
I remember days Michael ??? was fuckin´ different hoes in my sister ride
Hatin´ me is hatin´ God, planted all in His design
Book busy and big plottin´
All my niggas been in the field like pickin´ cotton
Pop my shit, made all this money, imagine me switchin´ options
Knowin´ that I´m as cold as dippin dottin´, and my flows just hittin´ pockets
Voice just sound angelic
Pull up on bitches like Michael Jack´ and push out her pelvic

She gon´ dive in it face first without no helmet
And damn, she don´t wanna look no type of way but can´t help it
I´m truly the man, look what I do with a plan
Diamonds hittin´ whiter than the brightest of Klu in the Klan
I told her, "Sit in the sun, you look brand new with a tan"
Your old nigga was broke, you look brand new with some bands
It´s 2022 now, and judgin´ on the deal I struck in 2021, I probably won´t need a new advance
They try to hold me back, but I´ve been out here skippin´ steps like a ruined dance
Watchin´ all the floors that you niggas flyin´, the crew to France

Oh, I

I ain´t really been to the city so long (So long)
So long, I don´t even know what´s goin´ on (Goin´ on)
Hoes gone and the good girls moved on (Moved on)
Old friends jealous and the feeling so strong (Strong)
Oh, I´m (I´m)
Comin´ up short but the money so long (So long)
Old friends didn´t get to laugh too long (Too long)
Old hoes gone but I gotta move on

And the talk on road is (The talk on road is)
That I´ve been touchin´ money, don´t get down with all you funny niggas
The talk on road is (The talk on road is)
I ain´t got no love for nobody that don´t love me, no

The talk on road
It´s always gon´ be something ´bout me whenever it´s talk on road (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Oh, it´s talk on road, oh-oh