Tory Lanez – What Happened To The Kids (Lyrics | Video)

Lyrics “What Happened To The Kids” by Tory Lanez

What happened to the kids
A bunch of f**ked up s**t that happened where we lived
N**gas braggin’ and pro backing it at the crib, yeah
I was throwin’ blows, toe taggin’ it at the crib, yeah

Fightin’ n**gas older than me
My older brother said he won’t defend me
I’m like, f**k it, n**ga, don’t defend me
I know the Lord sent me
I sense Jehova in me every time my soul is empty
I know the devil on my shoulder heavy
But the Lord’ll always have some soldiers ready

I’ve exposed how deadly this war can get already
Mind, body, flesh, and my flesh
I know the heavens and the hells
Is both fightin’ for my soul when I rest
I got these tightened up holes in my chest
They feel cold in my vest
And still, I pray my son’ll grow in my steps
So he can get that same feelin’ at night
And know his life got a purpose
And he ain’t gotta pop a pill in his life

Ain’t gotta hit them corners, chillin’ wit’ them killers at night
Like I did, and make mistakes that I did, tryna provide for my kid
I can’t let him just rumble through all of the fumble that I did
‘Cause honestly, so many times when all of these n**gas I just can’t

Let his life fall into shambles, know this, life is all a gamble
But we bettin’ from this angle, n**ga
I’m tryna teach my brothers ’bout the dangers, n**ga
Cold world, I’m tryna make some f**kin’ changes n**ga
Give us somethin’ that’s gon’ change us n**ga
Positive conversations when n**gas angry, n**ga
Instead of throwin’ us in cages n**ga versuri.online
Section 8, they got us livin’ by these wages n**ga

Stop treatin’ us like we dangerous n**ga
And maybe we’ll stop bein’ so dangerous n**ga
A lot of n**gas out here stainin’ n**gas
If he your color, he your brother, you can’t hate this n**ga

Self-hatred what they taught us
And look at all the s**t it brought us
Mothers, daughters, sons, and sisters all in coffins
And what we got to show
Somebody that’s recordin’ n**ga

Mental illness at an all-time high
We so caught up in the ‘Gram, tryna be all-time fly
So much, you can’t even show up in the same clothes
Somebody always lurkin’, they clockin’ your same pose

Callin’ all women h*es, you know how the sayin’ goes
Everywhere I go, I see the same h*es
But that’s the same s**t I’m sayin’, don’t save souls
Am I a hypocrite for sayin’ them same roles
I’m tryna change life, change mines, and change yours
But b**ch, I’m only human, I fall in the same toes sometimes…

Tory Lanez | 2019

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