Cell 245 (Prison Tapes)

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
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An incarcerated individual at the California correctional institution
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[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
They gave Speedy twenty years, been tryna get him out since
I be rolling with some shottas, tryna dip 'em out the whip
When we get to bending corners, n¡ɡɡαѕ split around that b¡tch
All my dogs rich, took a lot to get 'em out the sticks
I had this one b¡tch fμcκ¡ng up my trap house
Do her like her step mama and send her to her dad house
I even had to snake a couple n¡ɡɡαѕ, but my plan was to get rich
Shootouts gave me PTSD, that's thе damage that it did
I'm talking hammers at the crib
I'm talking hammеrs at my grandma's house
She in the kitchen, cooking finer hammers in the counters
Real stepper, they can't stand us, when we pull up, they can't manage
We be ducking paparazzi and all the cameras
Yeah, I'm talking hopping out of cars that don't come out 'til next year
That Pagani so fast, it shouldn't be another gear
We just trappers of the year and we gon' need another cheer
Range peach, color pear
Seeing peace, gotta steer
And I think she like the Audemar on me
Chains dancing, got A Boogie, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah on me
When she pull up like the plug, she gon' drop it all for me
It's only scary hours, when she pull up, be like, "Ooh"

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I'm talking real deal money and cash, gun in my stash
L-O-V-E tatted over my eyes
Baby, you know this ѕh¡t is real when you fμcκ¡ng with me
I keep that blocka, chill when you fμcκ¡ng with me
B¡tch, I'm for real
Talking real deal money and cash, gun in my stash
L-O-V-E tatted over my eyes
Baby, you know this ѕh¡t is real when you fμcκ¡ng with me
I keep that blocka, chill when you fμcκ¡ng with me
B¡tch, I'm for real

[Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
B¡tch, I'm for real
B¡tch, I'm for real

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Kept the static in the attic
And I was trapping to the alleys
Couldn't find my soul when I was travelin'
Couldn't cope, this ѕh¡t was tragic
I was out there doing the most
You know that most, my n¡ɡɡα, was savage
If you come close, my n¡ɡɡαѕ'll grab it
It's on my soul, my n¡ɡɡαѕ gon' have it, I swear
We be spending cash, we barely dip off and escape
All you hearing is "vroom" and n¡ɡɡαѕ come through, spinning off in that Lamb'
We're twenty-nine now and I'm proud of the man I became, of who I am
I always said, "I'll have everything I got right now at thirty, " n¡ɡɡα
But this ѕh¡t don't stop, I want some houses, I want some blocks
I want some buildings and some shops
I need equity in everything
B¡tchєѕ come through spinning 'round my finger like a wedding ring
Devil knocking at my door, trying not to let him in
I be feeling so conflicted, Glock off in my letterman
Got it for protection, for my opps, know I can't let 'em win
I'ma beat my case, b¡tch, I ain't worried 'bout no settlement
Truly, I'm a gentleman, let the Lord settle it
'Cuz I be up late, asking Him for answers
Know that they can't rob me, but I can't give them no chances
We was flipping dope with all our old label advances
B¡tch, I'm in that Ghost like Luigi in the mansion (Yeah)

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I'm talking real deal money and cash, gun in my stash
L-O-V-E tatted over my eyes
Baby, you know this ѕh¡t is real when you fμcκ¡ng with me
I keep that blocka, chill when you fμcκ¡ng with me
B¡tch, I'm for real
I'm talking real deal money and cash, gun in my stash
L-O-V-E tatted over my eyes
Baby, you know this ѕh¡t is real when you fμcκ¡ng with me
I keep that blocka, chill when you fμcκ¡ng with me
B¡tch, I'm for real

[Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
B¡tch, I'm for real
B¡tch, I'm for real
B¡tch, I'm for real
B¡tch, I'm for real