The Most High Lyrics – Tory Lanez

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Stepped out on bail, I did a diddy-bop

I had to tilt my hat at the city cop

I walk away free ’cause I’m innocent

And when I walk, the whole world know a nigga wild

We been at the gas station, all night (All night with it)

We been at the gas station, all night (Ha)

They done had the bag waitin’, all night

Tell them that it’s lit, bitch we on fire

Ayy, praise to the most high

Ayy, praise to the most high

Sendin’ praise to the most high

Praise to the most high

Uh, devil want a nigga soul

I beat that nigga thousand times in a row

Couple weeks ago he thought he threw his best shot

All I’m looking at is Twitter playing “friend-or-foe”

Clout chasers need the relevancy

Hard talk come from irrelevant MC’s

None of those guys are relevant as me

Guess what that means, I’m on a whole other league

Wait, don’t stop, let’s sell another story (Ah)

What the fuck happened to rap, this isn’t for me (Ah)

Never did I ever think that I would see the day (Nah)

Rap niggas tellin’ the cops to come for me (Uh)

They tried to turn me to a cold felon (Feds)

All they helped me do is get some more millions (More feds)

All I see is “free Tory, free Tory” (Hahaha)

Homie, I was in Miami on the shore chillin’

I got a whole new chick, mean

We on the Island and she fuck me like she off a bean

I’m out in Jersey and I’m balling like I’m off the team

I bought a four, it’s a Birkin or it’s all Celine

Stepped out on bail, I did a diddy-bop (I did that)

I had to tilt my hat at the city cop (That’s a fact too)

I walk away free ’cause I’m innocent (Hahaha)

And when I walk, the whole world know a nigga wild

We been at the gas station, all night (All night with it)

We been at the gas station, all night (Ha)

They done had the bag waitin’, all night (Damon, we back)

Tell them that it’s lit, bitch we on fire

Ayy, praise to the most high

Ayy, praise to the most high

Sendin’ praise to the most high

Praise to the most high

Soon as I get my masters back, they want chatter

Now I’m independent, niggas won’t fend it

White labels tryna turn my Black folk against me

Been selling weed, that nigga don’t affect me (Ha)

Tell my trappers get the blooming bags ready (Bag ready)

We finna fill ’em bitches up with mad reggie (Already)

Take ’em to the block, sell ’em at exclusive price

And if they ask why it’s trash, at least the bag heavy (Hahaha)

Devil want a nigga soul (Facts)

I beat that nigga a thousand times in a row (Nigga, facts)

Balling on a demon like a pick-and-roll (Facts)

She ugly, then I gotta hit her with the woah (This woah)

Shit up in this bitch, going hard nigga (Goin’ hard, baby)

Running through these bitches like a yard, nigga (Like a yard, baby)

I’m watching Complex for the talks, nigga (Woo)

‘Cause it’s an everyday struggle, fuck Mal, nigga (Nigga, fuck ’em)

I got love for ’em ’til they count me out (Uh)

Niggas mad I spun they bitches like a round about (Nah)

I see niggas trynna kick me when I’m down and out (I see you, baby)

But I came in here with a purpose I ain’t ’round for clout (I worked nights for this)

Illuminati trynna get me, nigga (Facts)

But I’m the one they gotta spare like a Britney, nigga (Nigga, facts)

Through the hot or cold, I will never sell my soul (Never)

And if I gotta die for that I’m dyin’ Christian, nigga

I spent four seasons at the Four Seasons (That’s regular)

I might even flex just for no reason (Regular)

Got a penthouse in D.R. and P.R

I call it pH balance and it’s Puerto Rican

These niggas don’t like me (They don’t like me)

I’m finna Gucci, man, and I’m so icy (Super ice, nigga)

Wear these niggas out like a white tee (Ah)

My comeback rate super pricy (We checked it)

Stepped out on bail, I did a diddy-bop (I did that)

I had to tilt my hat at the city cop (That’s a fact too)

I walk away free ’cause I’m innocent (Hahaha)

And when I walk, the whole world know a nigga wild

We been at the gas station, all night (All night with it)

We been at the gas station, all night (Ha)

They done had the bag waitin’, all night (Damon, we back)

Tell them that it’s lit, bitch we on fire

Ayy, praise to the most high

Ayy, praise to the most high

Sendin’ praise to the most high

Praise to the most high