I Told You / Another One
Tory Lanez Lyrics


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American raised, Canadian born
My name is Daystar Peterston
One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the whole world
As for right now though, the year is 2008
I'm 16 years old, this is where my story begins

Daystar, Daystar
I know you hear me calling you
Daystar, open this door
You know what, I'm done, I'm done
I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't clean
You don't do shit
All I ever asked you to do was go get a job
You won't even go get a job
But you wanna find yourself in the street hustling
Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon' pay off
It does not last, you gonna find yourself dead
Real, oh okay, so you mean to tell me
That you think that street life gon' pay off for you?
Boy please,
I'm just waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body.
It ain't gon' last. And this music stuff. Nigga go get a job.
That's what you need. You need a job, I'm done.
I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't take this shit no more.
I want you to get your shit and get the fuck out.
I'm done with your ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done, get the fuck out

It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib
Instead of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta live
Mama died the same year my sister had the kid
It was either feed the fam or get killed
So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room
Landlord straight buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight thuggin'
Should've been left but the trap stayed bunkin'
Nigga yeah yeah
Big time, big time
Ring so swole you would think it did time
Swear I told you niggas for the 5th time
I'mma get mine, yeah
I got a ring so big, call the shit big time
She don't wanna fuck me, man that bitch lyin'
I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
In the studio, I'm skating like a inline
Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough
Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow
Stupid with the whip game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid shows
I've been on the road
Now a nigga know my way around, yeah yeah
Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah yeah
Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah
These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah

Hop in another one nigga
Get back in another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Came back in another one nigga, whoa
I told, I told you all
I know how I'mma get mine
I told, I told you all
I know, I know
Hop in another one nigga
Then hop out another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga, whoa

My wrist is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi
Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
We watch a nigga talkin' at us loosely
Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
You love the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh
458, I dropped it in the winter
Big homie asked a nigga what I'm down for
Looked him in the eye and said to do it 'til I'm bigger than you
I'm wop his ass on him
Kicked out the house in Brampton had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth
Take the TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga
Ain't had no hittas wit us
Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs
All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was dubs
Left me out when I was tryna make it deal what it does
Can't forget about a drop when they put 6 in my plug
Only thing I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud
Only thing I gotta do is get it poppin' and blowin'
Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I told you

Hop in another one nigga
Get back in another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Came back in another one nigga, whoa
I told, I told you all
I know how I'mma get mine
I told, I told you all
I know, I know

It's a 7-30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas
It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up them digits
In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
Now you're up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga
I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy
And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't running and whoa
Dawgy all I want is a onion
The game was callin' me audibly like someone confronted, but no
Niggas never gave a nigga nothing
Fuck I look like giving niggas something?
Made 100K this week, that's on my dead mama
Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it
Dawg I swear my coat is nice and wasn't even snowing
Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier
Played the watch out on the block you used to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we 'bout to blow this

Hop in another one nigga
Then hop out another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Hop in another one nigga
We back with another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
I told, I told you all
I know how I'mma get mine
I told, I told you all
I know, I know

It's the year 2009 and I done found myself a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I done found myself a bitch
Dollars and success is what my niggas tryna get
Young as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I rather count this money with the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing"
The only love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas
We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas go boast
Seen my nigga RV, and went and copped him a Ghost
Through the windshield, the centerfold on the door
Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you foes
Getting dough on these fours, getting money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes
Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in stone
Put them hunnids on hold, put them runners on go
Secure the bag

I was fucked up, I had nowhere to go
I had moved in with my girl, you know she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas




She wasn't much but she was mine
The guns and the roses

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tory Lanez's song I Told You / Another One tell the story of his struggle to get to where he is today, from being kicked out of his home due to financial hardship, to his determination to make it big in music despite the odds. The beginning of the song takes us back to 2008 when Lanez’s mother had passed away and he was living with his girlfriend in a cramped apartment. They were struggling to make ends meet, and his girlfriend was getting frustrated with Lanez for not being able to provide for her. She eventually kicks him out of the apartment, which prompts him to focus on his music career on the streets. Lanez uses this struggle as motivation to hustle harder and make it in the music industry.


Throughout the song, Tory Lanez highlights various themes that artists face when trying to make it in the industry. He talks about how he was often underestimated by his teachers and peers, but he never lost sight of his ultimate goal. Lanez's determination and ability to overcome obstacles are expressed in his lyrics. He also touches on themes of loyalty and friendship, highlighting how some of his friends and associates were not supportive of his dreams when he was starting out, but he was able to rise above and achieve success anyway.


Overall, the song tells a story of perseverance and determination, illustrating Lanez's journey from being kicked out of his apartment to becoming a successful artist with his eyes set on even greater achievements.


Line by Line Meaning

American raised, Canadian born
I was raised in America but born in Canada


My name is Daystar Peterston
My name is Daystar Peterston


One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the whole world
One day, I will become the most successful artist globally


As for right now though, the year is 2008
But for now, it's the year 2008


I'm 16 years old, this is where my story begins
I am 16 years old, and this is where my journey starts


Daystar, Daystar
Addressing himself


I know you hear me calling you
I know you can hear me speaking to you


Daystar, open this door
Daystar, please open the door


You know what, I'm done, I'm done
You know what, I've had enough, I'm finished


I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm tired of your lack of respect, and I don't know how to handle it anymore


I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't clean
I'm exhausted, you don't cook or clean


You don't do shit
You don't do anything


All I ever asked you to do was go get a job
All I ever asked of you was to find employment


You won't even go get a job
You won't even make an effort to find a job


But you wanna find yourself in the street hustling
But you choose to involve yourself in illegal activities on the streets


Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon' pay off
Believing that it will lead to success, but it won't


It does not last, you gonna find yourself dead
That lifestyle is temporary, and it will ultimately lead to your demise


Real, oh okay, so you mean to tell me
Oh, I see. So you're trying to convince me


That you think that street life gon' pay off for you?
That you believe engaging in street activities will bring you success?


Boy please
Boy, give me a break


I'm just waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body.
I'm just waiting for the call telling me to come and identify your lifeless body


It ain't gon' last. And this music stuff. Nigga go get a job.
That lifestyle won't last, and this pursuit of a music career, get a real job


That's what you need. You need a job, I'm done.
That's what you should focus on. You need a job, I've had enough


I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't take this shit no more.
I understand you lost your mom, but I can't handle this situation anymore


I want you to get your shit and get the fuck out.
I want you to gather your belongings and leave


I'm done with your ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done with you. Pack up your things and leave immediately


It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib
In the year 2008, I'm being forced to leave my home


Instead of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta live
Instead of figuring out where I will live


Mama died the same year my sister had the kid
My mother passed away the same year my sister gave birth


It was either feed the fam or get killed
The choice was either to support my family or face violence


So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room
So I made the decision to share one room with five others


Landlord straight buggin'
The landlord is bothering us


Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight thuggin'
There are cockroaches on the ceiling, the living room is full of violence


Should've been left but the trap stayed bunkin'
We should have left, but the illegal activities in the area continued


Nigga yeah yeah
Just a simple vocal expression


Big time, big time
Referring to achieving great success


Ring so swole you would think it did time
My ring is so large that it resembles a prison sentence


Swear I told you niggas for the 5th time
I swear I've warned you guys multiple times


I'mma get mine, yeah
I will achieve my own success


I got a ring so big, call the shit big time
I own a very large ring, I refer to it as 'big time'


She don't wanna fuck me, man that bitch lyin'
She claims she doesn't want to have sex, but she's lying


I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
I've been working hard to achieve a billion dollars, a wealthy lifestyle


In the studio, I'm skating like a inline
In the recording studio, I'm effortlessly creating music


Sorry I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough
Apologies for handling the money recklessly like Kristi Yamaguchi skating


Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow
Teachers used to consider me unintelligent, but now my musical talent is evident


Stupid with the whip game, stupid bankroll
Impressive with my driving skills, I have a large sum of money


Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid shows
Despite being called foolish, I'm earning a significant amount from shows


I've been on the road
I have been continuously traveling


Now a nigga know my way around, yeah yeah
Now I know my way around different places


Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah yeah
Referring to the weight of a large Cuban chain around his neck


Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah
I have the luxury of flying in a private plane and altering its course


These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah yeah
These individuals are jealous that we have remained successful


Hop in another one nigga
Jump into another vehicle


Get back in another one nigga
Return to another vehicle


Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Enter another car quickly


We back with another one nigga
We have returned with another track


Came back in another one nigga, whoa
Came back with another song abruptly


I told, I told you all
I warned, I warned all of you


I know how I'mma get mine
I know how I will achieve my success


Hop in another one nigga
Jump into another vehicle


Then hop out another one nigga
Then quickly exit that vehicle


Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Jump right back into another car


Hop in another one nigga
Jump into another vehicle


We back with another one nigga
We have returned with another track


Then back in another one nigga, whoa
Then quickly enter another vehicle


My wrist is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi
My wrist is covered in ice, similar to how Kristi Yamaguchi skates


Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
I'm effortlessly moving past others, like Kristi Yamaguchi's skating


We watch a nigga talkin' at us loosely
We observe someone speaking about us carelessly


Skating on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
I'm gracefully moving past others, similar to Kristi Yamaguchi's skating


You love the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh
You enjoy the music, so don't mess around


458, I dropped it in the winter
I bought and lost a 458 car during the winter


Big homie asked a nigga what I'm down for
A respected individual asked me what I'm committed to


Looked him in the eye and said to do it 'til I'm bigger than you
I confidently told him I will continue working until I surpass his success


I'm wop his ass on him
I will beat him up


Kicked out the house in Brampton had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth
I was kicked out of my house in Brampton and resorted to selling drugs in Danforth


Take the TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga
We use public transportation (TTC) to make money, just me and my younger companion


Ain't had no hittas wit us
We don't have any hitmen with us


Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs
I associated with thugs, drug dealers, strong connections, murderers, and gunshots


All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was dubs
My male acquaintances were influential people, and my female acquaintances were desirable


Left me out when I was tryna make it deal what it does
They didn't support me when I was trying to secure a beneficial deal


Can't forget about a drop when they put 6 in my plug
We can't overlook our success when they killed my connection


Only thing I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud
My main goal is to improve my mother's living conditions


Only thing I gotta do is get it poppin' and blowin'
My only responsibility is to achieve great success and make a name for myself


Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
My only obligation is to wear expensive jewelry on my wrist


Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
People believed it was the end for me, but I live by my motto


I told you
I warned you


It's a 7-30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas
There's a high likelihood I won't associate with you individuals


It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up them digits
There's a high likelihood I could ruin my financial situation


In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
In the low-income area where those people don't like you


Now you're up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga
Now that you're successful, they feel entitled to share in your success


I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy
I recall nights when I was both hungry and broke


And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't running and whoa
I was frustrated because my car wasn't functioning properly


Dawgy all I want is a onion
Friend, all I want is money


The game was callin' me audibly like someone confronted, but no
The music industry was beckoning me, like someone issuing a challenge


Niggas never gave a nigga nothing
People never gave me anything


Fuck I look like giving niggas something?
Why would I give anything to anyone?


Made 100K this week, that's on my dead mama
Earned 100,000 dollars this week, I swear it on my deceased mother's name


Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it
Spent 117,000 dollars without even realizing it


Dawg I swear my coat is nice and wasn't even snowing
Friend, I swear my coat is expensive and it wasn't even cold outside


Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier
My mother told me from a young age that I would be a strong and determined individual


Played the watch out on the block you used to see me scopin'
I was vigilant on the block, always watching my surroundings


Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we 'bout to blow this
We respect those willing to use firearms, it's our goal as young individuals, we're about to achieve great success


Hop in another one nigga
Jump into another vehicle


Get back in another one nigga
Return to another vehicle


Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Jump right back into another car


Hop in another one nigga
Jump into another vehicle


We back with another one nigga
We have returned with another track


Came back in another one nigga, whoa
Came back with another song abruptly


I told, I told you all
I warned, I warned all of you


I know how I'mma get mine
I know how I will achieve my success


Hop in another one nigga
Jump into another vehicle


Then hop out another one nigga
Then quickly exit that vehicle


Dip back in another one nigga, whoa
Jump right back into another car


Hop in another one nigga
Jump into another vehicle


We back with another one nigga
We have returned with another track


Then back in another one nigga, whoa
Then quickly enter another vehicle


It's the year 2009 and I done found myself a crib
In the year 2009, I have obtained a place to live


I ain't got no dough, but I done found myself a bitch
I don't have much money, but I have found a female companion


Dollars and success is what my niggas tryna get
My friends are striving for financial prosperity and achievement


Young as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
Despite being underage, a fake ID will allow me to enter VIP areas


I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I have decided to abandon school, disregard the teachers, and ignore public opinion


I rather count this money with the thugs and the junkies
I prefer counting money alongside criminals and drug addicts


The teachers used to tell me 'boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing'
Teachers used to say I wouldn't achieve anything


The only love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas
The only affection I received was from drug dealers and hustlers


We gon' do the most, so tell them niggas go boast
We will do our best, so tell those individuals to brag


Seen my nigga RV, and went and copped him a Ghost
Encountered my friend RV and purchased him a luxury vehicle (Ghost)


Through the windshield, the centerfold on the door
Looking through the windshield, seeing a beautiful woman on the car door


Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you foes
Crushing my enemies and accumulating wealth


Getting dough on these fours, getting money and shows
Earning money while driving luxury cars and performing in shows


These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes
These payment checks are substantial, I'm making a mockery of women


Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in stone
Ironically, I am showing off while wearing expensive jewelry


Put them hunnids on hold, put them runners on go
Delay the hundred-dollar bills, send the drug couriers to carry out operations


Secure the bag
Secure the money/bag


I was fucked up, I had nowhere to go
I was in a terrible situation, I had nowhere to turn


I had moved in with my girl, you know she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas
I started living with my girlfriend, who proved to be more loyal and honest than many of my friends


She wasn't much but she was mine
She may not have had much, but she was my partner


The guns and the roses
Referring to both weapons and affection




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Daystar Peterson, Daniel Gonzalez, Carl Anthony Caruso, Sarah Johnson

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