Album: The New Toronto (2015)

Letters To The City

[Intro:]
Yeah, new you
(New Toronto)
New Toronto
(Tory Lanez, and like that
We gone)

[Verse:]
Shot one of my closest niggas over nothing
Overheard discussions niggas talk about it
Try to be the greatest sell a billion records
Standing right with God is the best way of going 'bout it
Think it's time I take this time to give them blessings
Niggas stressing
Niggas can't see the situation they getting blessed in
Came a ways from, robbing niggas with them Smith and Wessons
Gotta understand, shows selling out, hoes yelling out
Far from my coke shooting, dope selling routes
I kicked it with niggas there was no tellin' 'bout
Some Armenian thugs that blow melons out
I used to play the corner while niggas was playing on it
I had to stay informed and study just playing dormant
Back when I was trying to set the plan with Jay and Lawrence
I knew I was 'bout to be major
But fuck it that's just a page in the booklet
He's just the name and the story, you gotta pay your respects
I had to pay it in glory, I would play the block slow
Till the corner block corner shop closed
And play the slots in the winter until I'm snot nosed
Abandoned bastard I was stranded
I guess that was the cards that I was handed
Sleeping in the back of broken vans and lands
With both hands inside my lane
And nigga that's just where I landed
Camping out was always standing out
I was that nigga that done branched out
I was that nigga so I've spoken 'bout
The brand that these niggas that got focused
They had they hands out