Old Friends x New Foes Songtext
von Tory Lanez

Old friends become strangers
New friends become dangerous
Never does it ever let me down
′Til you have real friends
'Til you have real friends

I got my drank poured
I got these J′s rolled up
No need to change clothes
I'll be fine in what I got on
Keep meeting new hoes
And fucking the same ho once
I tried to move on
And end up right back inside this position


I got a million ties
Suit talk like Tom Ford when I top back in the five
So alive I could die right now, come back still alive
You was fake with the handshake, now you come back stealing fives
Only One Umbrella mob
Left her by her the grandmama crib then I went back to the ways
Went back to the field, had to hit it, step back for the plays
Step back with a 10 pack, made 10 rack for the day
Impact, don't play

Been strapped since pin strap now I sit back on a Wraith
Damn, look how shit changed
Couldn′t see it back then
Now you say you seen′ what I been sayin'
Chick from the Himalayas, na-na-na-na-na
When I walk up in the building
All you hear is ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy

Didn′t love me at the bottom
But they wanna love a nigga at the top though
Inncent since Pac, now I got the bald head with the Pac flow
Neck lookin' like Pablo with the ki′s stuffed in the Tahoe
Been licked since I blow out in Oslo with my eyes low


Said I got a million ties
You got a million ways to get it, well, I got a milly and five
I really will donate a mill to my city
It's gettin′ too real to survive
Only the trillest survive
You don't wanna get caught up in this situation
When all of my niggas arrive
I'm back in the biddy, countin′ 100, 20, 50, like it′s Kinder Surprise
I open this shit up but see a surprise
When really it ain't a surprise

This shit just come to me naturally
Women in love with me naturally
She told you that she never fucked me
But she was just fuckin′ me actually
Top down, top down
I'm hot now, hot now
Lot of rap and R&B niggas popped off my sound
Then I hit ′em with the southpaw
Switch and they all dropped down
Cropped out, cropped out

They got me over the block
Me and Dream dollar bill
Rumours that we dated, gotta be faker than a 3 dollar bill
I might just walk in this starless
Just to show you that the star lit
Add a bad bitch, market
Martin tell, keep 10 shots next time that I get the ball lit

Wardrobe, crib callin'
New shit that I′m on, it's
Yeah, tell 'em boys that the squad lit
All hunnids, all green blue, you swear I′m playin′ for the Hornets
But I'm playin′ for the T City and the Umbrella team with me

I got a million ties
Pretty Brazilian wives
Come to my city and see how the shooters is takin' civilian lives
I been out there in the field with ′em
So who am I to pick a side?
Just 'cause I got legitimized, to hypocrite and criticize