Sorry But I Had To... (feat. Yoko Gold)

[Intro: Tory Lanez, Jamal Smith]
His hair, wack, his gear, wack
His jewelry, wack, his foot stance, wack
The way that he talks, wack
The way that he doesnt even like to smile, wack
Me, Im tight as ****
Look
[Verse: Tory Lanez]
All Im catchin is niggas on Twitter, dissin
And talkin lies on they lives
I cant recognize my ex-twin in full disguise
Since I went independent, these niggas want my demise
But I am yeast to the bread, my nigga, watch me rise
Im watchin niggas analyze me, how you protectin me?
But made this whole plan to fry me?
Since the event, you never called me but you cant deny me
If you got shot from behind, how can you identify me?
Its funny how you got these lil fufu, four plaque, lil ju-ju niggas talkin Zulu
I coulda made the shooters make a movie like its Hulu
But whos these new niggas, talkin, boppin and poppin shit
But got less than four accomplishments? I got way more to lose than you do
Uh, watchin the industry try and ho you
Asian Doll talkin, but shawty, I dont know you
I never met you, nor have I heard a song
And nor have I seen billboards
See your name in any cert or song from out your catalog
Oop, the hat is off
Behind that tatted skin, you battered with scattered scars
But I still respect and help you
Just dont treat me like you see me out in public
And I said, '**** it,' and tried to disrespect you
JoJo, that was abozo move
You tryna take me off a song that got you the most views
Got mad love for you, though, your label, they confused
They spent fifty on my feature, they fifty K in the lose right now, yeah
Nigga, play me, nigga, play me til the day I get to save me
Im watchin mad face and yall niggas is movin shady
Delusional, like
Like how that 1942 from Kylie house still got you talkin crazy
**** a hail or handshake from niggas
The past months, the energy been mad fake from niggas
But Im lifted up, bring Saran Wrap, talents gifted up
And if I drop this shit for a second, Im back to pick it up
Unapologetically, jumped inside a pool and Kylies face was lookin heavenly
And though Im innocent, they got this picture painted heavily
I pray that God remember me, faith done turn all my situations to a melon tree
Uh, J.R. Smith, its the pot that piss
And you the last cat that should talk about some shots that hit
Cause your performance and percentage, player
Rollin, ridin benches, nigga, Im from the trenches, n!gga
You the type to buy a chick a eighty inch and still wont get a inch up in her
Yeah, Im at they head, sprayin hard like a spritzer, n!gga
Baggin n!ggas ex b!tches off a Insta picture
Toes rufflin through the sand like a Kingston n!gga
Yeah, contradictions in your lines
With domestic pride crimes, we still have yet to find mines
Any time I brought these bitches up, you stressed it five times
How you try to kill the cat and then forget them nine lives?
I know it so well, I know these niggas so well
Jealous feelings, niggas best at catchin like they Odell
Its rap niggas out here tellin Megan she should go tell
But she wont tell the truth cause Ill be kicked up in my hotel
When the spiteful live shiesty, its real trife
You niggas playin Instagram, Im playin real life
Think Im finna talk about a open case just for some likes?
I promise we done worked too many nights
Please, talkin nights, we worked on a wage, flippin, turn through the page
We got Bun B on live sayin I should burn in a cage
In these times of Black lives, he sayin I should turn to slave
If ***** heard that, then my nigga would have a rage right now
No diss to Pimp and Bun, but you made 'Big Pimpin,' son
Pourin champagne on women faces while they flick they tongue
Im too young to give you lessons, but Id like to give you one
Please stay the **** up out my case, I aint convicted, son
Chance the Rapper (Mmm, mmm), too irrelevant
I replaced his line with, 'My chain lookin Heaven-sent'
Next line, next line, cause momma always told me, 'Dont you chew that food unless you would eat that shit for a next time'
I made too much money with Roc Nation
For n!ggas to be thinkin I cant correlate the fact that its only niggas out your roster hatin
Contemplatin these thoughts in my head
Like, 'How the **** these niggas callin me, threatenin me not to make no statements?'
Huh, the nerve nowadays
Im hittin certain niggas with the swerve nowadays
Gimme one DreamDoll hit record (Mmm), Ill wait
Ayy, Masika, this your chance, you in every Twitter debate
And every Shade Room comment like common sense aint common sense
Like we be needin your two cents and all your vents
Fakin a kidnappin for your OnlyFans
And tryna front like missin kids was your intent
If thats the type of shit you teachin Khari, then you should sit in a pen
And watch people disagree in the end
You try to make it facts, but its a L-I-E in the end
Oh, it aint funny when its your turn
When spectators got they lighters out with gasoline and wantin yo burn
**** a caption, this is facts with no cappin
When Michael Jackson, Prince got they masters back, what happened?
Tory Lanez got his masters back just now and look what happened ?
And Chris Brown, a Black man that changed his life for the right
And still, Black Twitter findin ways to tear him down and bring him back in
A rapper catch a domestic, yall start to talk that action
I feel like Famous Amos after all that happened
They want the downfall of every Black man, but I aint goin
[Outro: Yoko Gold & Tory Lanez]
They cant stop me, they cant stop, mmm
They cant stop me, they cant stop
They can't stop me, they cant stop, mmm
They cant stop me, they cant stop
Its like, its like, you gotta take into account
Most of these n!ggas got my number, like
You coulda called me, like
You know what Im sayin, like
In the most sincere way, you coulda asked, like, nigga, like, 'What happened? Did you do it?'
You know, even that woulda been straight to me, you know what Im sayin, like
I guess Im just different
But its all good, n!gga, Ima continue to shine
You niggas could never stop me, nigga
Youll never put my back against the mother****in wall, n!gga
As long as my toes in the sand on Gods green Earth, n!gga
I wear the crown, shinin notoriously and gloriously
Im on a whole nother set of time, nigga, Super Saiyan five, n!gga
Come out swingin, like Broly, you niggasll never stop me, n!gga
Cause every time yall n!ggas throw somethin at me, n!gga
I keep rising, I never stop, I never back down, n!gga
Back to the wall, I stand tall, nigga
Forever Umbrella, uh, uh, Tory, Canada
They cant stop me, they cant stop, mmm
They cant stop me, they cant stop
They cant stop me, they cant stop, mmm
They cant stop me, they cant stop