Tory Lanez Wish I Never Met You Lyrics, Tory Lanez Wish I Never Met You Prison Tapes Lyrics
You have a pre-paid call from Tory
Hey
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ayy, ha
Ayy, hurt, it hurt me before
You said, “Let love grow,” but not no more
You took time to grow, stop blowin’ up my phone
And now I’m lo-lo-loaded with emotions, tryna find out how to cope
It can’t be with drinking, though
I’ve been smokin’, way too high
Drank so much, I damn near choked
Can’t find your love in my skull
Think I need it, I can’t lie
Love you [half?], oh, it means no more
It’s okay, I knew this would happen one day
I can’t lie, I just wish I’d never met you in the first place
Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place?
Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place?
Damn, then we went ahead and seen it into third base
And I wish I’d never ever met you in the first place
Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place?
Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place?
Damn, then we went ahead and seen it into third base
And I wish I’d never ever met you in the f—
Love, love don’t come my way
It don’t come my way, don’t need to stay
Things I should have said
Things I wish I said I need to say
You always been my good lovin’, I always knew
If I leave for someone new, I’d still end right back with you
Ayy, anime, we watched anime ’til we can’t watch
I can’t watch no more
It remind me of you way too much
We came way too close
Didn’t know losin’ you’d be way too much
I can’t lie, I just wish I’d never met you in the first place
Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place?
Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place?
Damn, then we went ahead and seen it into third base
And I wish I’d never ever met you in the first place
Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place?
Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place?
Damn, then we went ahead and seen it into third base
And I wish I’d never ever met you in the f—
Lil’ mama, get me high
Any time I take a low
Blew smoke to the sky
Throw money at the floor
Workin’ hard, gettin’ by
You would think about your, though
I’m just askin’ God, “Why did she have to let me go?”
In the first place, ayy
Wish I’d never met you in the first place
Oh-oh-oh