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Tory Lanez 50 Cent Lyrics

Adrenaline pumping, heart pacing, racing, altercations, we lit
Our adrenaline is flowing, our hearts are racing, and we're ready for altercations - we're in the zone.

Blood drip stain the ground, bug it down, you hit
We just laid somebody down and their blood is staining the ground.

Same hood, different day, same whip, different clip, letting off
We're in the same old hood, with a new weapon and new ammunition, ready to fire.

Somehow we end up in the same shit
No matter what, we always find ourselves in the same dangerous situations.

And she don't fuck with niggas 'cause niggas is the reason She got herself inside of this situation in the first place
This girl doesn't trust men because they always seem to be the cause of her problems and the ones who put her in dangerous situations.

Brooklyn murder lathers a birth place Facing the city, quoting Biggie all on our worst days
Brooklyn is where murderers are born, and even on our worst days we're quoting Biggie and representing our city.

I used to take the train with her so none of these lames give her the danger Living from where she was at was a plain picture
I used to take the train with her to protect her from danger, and where she grew up was a rough environment.

I used to paint pictures on how we could gain riches together Instead of listen, she just kinda blew me off Paid it no mind but it kind of just threw me off
I had plans to become rich with her, but she didn't take them seriously and it threw me off.

I guess I figured out, everybody wants riches and them cars But she just wanted a better family Because her parents divorced early, her papa, he was taken by the force Mother on crack and she never had time to bathe us Then she gave her to her uncle, her brother played the saviour
I realized that everyone wants money and nice cars, but all she wanted was a better family life. Her parents divorced, her father died, and her mother was on drugs and neglectful. Her uncle took her in and her brother tried to protect her.

Until the day he started datin' this chick That had put him up on mad pills and fucking up mad bills
Her brother's girlfriend got him hooked on drugs and he started accumulating debt.

She told me that one night he had got so fucked up He fell asleep on his sofa, then woke up a new persona And walked inside of her room and told her remove her clothes And forcefully started choking her, telling her not to move 'Fore she could even finish, she broke out in tears and did it
One night, her brother got so high that he transformed into another person and started choking her, telling her to remove her clothes. She didn't know what to do so she just complied and cried.

Told me that for years, this night was a repetition a feeling of fear That she couldn't seem exit or quit it, the feeling was there Started talking lower and she told me, "Come here"
She was afraid of her brother for years after that incident and felt trapped in the situation. She confided in me and spoke quietly, asking me to come closer.

She said she had to make choices So she got involved with niggas that make noise with them thangs, you feel Ran off in her uncle's spot with the stainless steel Put the burner to his face with the aim to kill
She had to make some tough choices, so she got involved with some dangerous men who had guns. She ran to her uncle's house with a gun and aimed it at her brother's face with the intention to kill him.

And said, she don't fuck with niggas, 'cause niggas is the reason Figured that this intimidation was the worst case She sat back and blew six in that boy face
She doesn't trust men because they've caused her a lot of pain and problems. She thought that killing her brother was the worst possible outcome but did it anyways - she shot him six times in the face.

He don't fuck with niggas 'cause niggas is the reason He got himself inside of this situation in the first place He had no father figure He told me that his papa got shot in the face And he can't wait to find out who his killer
He doesn't trust men because it was men who put him in this situation in the first place. He never had a father figure because his own father was shot in the face, and he's seeking revenge by trying to find his killer.

He dedicated his life and hours in notice to find out who had a motive to kill his only father He felt, it had to be somebody close It couldn't be somebody far away that didn't know 'im
He's dedicated his life to finding out who killed his father and is convinced that it must have been somebody close to him, not a stranger.

But take this pardon When he was younger, he used to roll with his cousin The woman that used to show him the ropes She used to tell him, don't ever let no nigga or woman touch her And if somebody do, then all they would hear is the baka baka baka baka
He used to hang out with his female cousin who was like a mentor to him. She taught him to protect women from any kind of harm, and if someone tried to harm them, to shoot them.

One day, he was on the block rolling Then, this crack fiend woman came up to him and told him That she was his mother, man, that shit had him frozen He ain't want to believe her 'til she said, "Boy, you got a birthmark above your scrotum A scar up on your eye, came from when you was four, from when you fell off in the road"
One day, a woman who was a drug addict approached him and claimed to be his mother. He didn't believe her until she pointed out physical scars on his body that only his mother would know about.

At that point, he looked at her face and he froze She told him hold on, it's something she gotta show him She says to him, "I was gon' wait until you got older But something was on my mind, was pressing, I had to show you The whole block know me and the whole block know you The whole block been knew this story but they ain't told you"
At that moment, he was shocked and didn't know what to do. She then revealed that she had been trying to tell him a secret his whole life - they were mother and son. Everyone in the block knew except for him.

His mom says to him, "I hope you know your pap was a good man But he just had some nonsense to him Huh, well, one night, he's fucked up on the pills I'm tryna tell him stop, but everything I'm saying fails You see, your lil' cousin out in Brooklyn will be relieved I know she love you but the story's more deeper Uh, you see, your father used to be a creeper He used to fuck her, used to touch her, used to beat her Used to leave her, so confused, she would lace an old poke and reefer Wait, I know you wanna interrupt but this get deeper You've been living this mission You tryna figure out who's the nigga or the perpetrator of killing your pops, nigga When your cousin is the reason, he got shot nigga She put six shots in him out the Glock, nigga"
His mother tells him that his father was a good man but had a dark side. He used to abuse his cousin and make her smoke drugs to manipulate her. Meanwhile, the reason his father got shot was because of his own cousin - she shot him six times with a gun.

This anger was dwelling all on his mind He didn't know what to do, he started gripping his nine and uh Before he knew, he aimed it up at his momma and uh He shot her right in his spine, he said "This is why, my life has been full of lies Don't nobody care for me, fuck it, what's the use in trying? This Glock on my side, if I put it to my ma I know that I'ma die, but in Heaven, I'd be alive"
He was filled with rage and didn't know how to handle the truth. He pointed his gun at his mother and shot her in the spine, saying that he felt like his whole life had been a lie and nobody cared for him. He knew he would die too, but felt like he would be at peace in Heaven.

Stunt, get jumped on, slash the dumped-ons Same block you pump on is the spot you get slumped on Tory told me the story, it sounded a little crazy A little Nas, a little 2Pac, Brenda's having a baby How much pressure can you take 'fore you snap or break? Love turn to hate? Fuck shit or fake, you next move may raise the murder rate From average to savage, to semi-automatics It's tragic how the static'll have us going at it
This last verse talks about how life on the streets is dangerous and can quickly turn violent. Tory Lanez told the story of this girl and boy, which sounds crazy but is unfortunately common in some neighborhoods. The pressure can make people snap and turn into killers, and the cycle of violence continues.