"Appellate Court Freestyle (Prison Tapes)" is a new English song by Tory Lanez featuring AWOL$, published on the Tory Lanez YouTube channel. The song was written by Tory Lanez and produced by Rone, Play Picasso, and Chandler Kourt. Released as… Read More
Appellate Court Freestyle (Prison Tapes) Lyrics
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[Intro]
You have a prepaid call from Tory
[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Double standard society
Feds tryin' me, law practicing off inspire me
I found crooked ways more sly, sly as I can be, yeah
I really want my bitch to do like the rain and fall for a nigga
I'm not aligning 'til the day they call for a nigga
Sudan the refugee feel like Darfur, my nigga
We battling over these fences, parkour my nigga
You see these A & R's playin' stars and XX playin' sex
Encrypted back door deals, the niggas playin' next
Closin' meetings playing vex, try and get them pay the check
I need a deal at A to Z and right now it's at A to X
As an ex-ex concerned about who's playin' next
And my next probably concerned about who's playing text
I'm in the scouts like, fuck it, who gon' play next
That decision right there way too heavy to stress
But let's talk about stress, I got whole labels gettin' at me
Blogs and they pickin' at me, niggas tryna prick up at me
Prosecutor tried to paint me young, dumb, and trigger-happy
Tried to revoke my bail last week, I'm like, "Really Kathy?"
The judge like the only person not holding a grudge
I'm just hoping that he see past all the smears and the smudge
I'm just tryna be outside, holdin' bands in the club
Doin' shit for my lil' cousins, not doin' years in the mug
She shit don't appear as it was, Got peers actin' finicky
Last year scared, but this year want to mention me
Bunch of hoe-bitch-ass, fuck-nigga energy
Bunch of hoe-bitch-ass, fuck-nigga Tennessees
Y'all see niggas with these chains and think they got it all
Me, I'm tryna shine like the black under the Armorall
Shawty suckin' and her hands clutched together under me like volleyball
Chain, so much colors, when it sway it look like Mardi Gras
Y'all niggas hardly ball, but get to talkin' slick and I'll just crash like I'm naughty dog
Scared of y'all? Not at all; niggas pump-fake, it's hard to stomach like a body ball
I will not stop at all, way to come and top it off
Shit is 'bout to get stupid, it's best that y'all not involved
I know niggas that say they got more bitches but really do more trigger than "ta-da-da"
Impressed? Not at all, again
Condo in the sky, I'm eightieth floor
I'm expandin' to a mansion that come with lake and a shore
Am I sure Ian ? all on the tour
Dollar signs tatted all on my mind, shit I can't ignore
[Verse 2: AWOL$]
They say diamonds last forever like umbrellas in the raindrops
Double-jointed suicidal doors when the raves stop
V-12 engine, windows tinted, duckin' plane cops
They hate they have to witness niggas winning, they became opps
When the plane stop, you put your mask on first
We used to hit the ATM and put the mask on first
We used to ride the MTA, now Maybachs in reverse
This the shit we used to pray for in the back of the church
They knew they couldn't stop the hustle, so they shackled us first
Isaiah 54:17, you know that didn't work
A million in my mausoleum, put some cash in my hearse
Cover me in the blood of Jesus till I'm covered in dirt
They could trap my body but can't trap my mind
In the LA library, niggas pass the time
I still ain't pass the torch, still ain't past my prime
Do planks, push-ups, and pull-ups, pen-and-pad my rhymes
We used to look up to the dope boys, the bitches called us broke boys
Drivin' Honda Civics but had visions of of the Rolls-Royce
McLaren doors go up, and bitches pull their panties down
'Cause we poppin' tags, but we used to rock them hand-me-downs
You could try to build 'em up, they still gon' try to tear you down
They show their true colors, do numbers, bet they hear you now
Two sides to everything, the condo came with three stories
Poolside, they try catch a wave, try reach for me
Burnin' bridges, put dirt on my image, tryin' to destroy me
Church clothes, and I ain't got nobody who could preach for me
Netflix special, political refugee story
Free Max B and Big Meech, nigga, free Tory
[Intro: Tory Lanez]
The intro sets the tone for the song, with Tory Lanez referencing a prepaid call, signaling that the song is being recorded during his incarceration. This opening line establishes the context of the song, highlighting the challenges he faces while being confined.
[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
In the first verse, Tory Lanez delves into the unfair treatment he perceives in society, particularly from the legal system. He expresses frustration with the "double standard society" and the way the federal authorities are trying to bring him down. Lanez uses vivid metaphors, comparing his struggles to parkour and a refugee's plight, emphasizing the physical and mental hurdles he must overcome. He also touches on the exploitation and manipulation within the music industry, where backdoor deals and secret negotiations are common. Lanez reveals his desire to prove himself, not just to his peers but also to the world, while reflecting on the pressure and stress he faces daily. The verse ends with him acknowledging the false perceptions and judgments placed upon him, while he remains focused on his goals and the people who rely on him.
[Verse 2: AWOL$]
AWOL$'s verse continues the narrative, focusing on the duality of life experiences, from the hardships of the past to the successes of the present. He contrasts the current luxury of V-12 engines and tinted windows with the earlier struggles of avoiding the police and the harsh realities of life. AWOL$ also touches on the systemic oppression faced by marginalized communities, referencing biblical verses and the resilience required to survive. He highlights the perseverance that has allowed him to rise above his circumstances, despite the attempts by others to tear him down. The verse concludes with a reflection on the fleeting nature of success and the importance of remaining grounded despite the temptations and challenges that come with fame.
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"Appellate Court Freestyle (Prison Tapes)" is a new English song by Tory Lanez featuring AWOL$, published on the Tory Lanez YouTube channel. The song was written by Tory Lanez and produced by Rone, Play Picasso, and Chandler Kourt. Released as part of the "Prison Tapes" collection, this track captures the raw emotions and experiences of Tory Lanez during a turbulent period in his life. The song's introspective lyrics and gritty delivery are complemented by AWOL$'s contribution, adding depth to the overall narrative.
The theme of the song revolves around the struggles of dealing with the legal system, the pressures of fame, and the resilience required to overcome obstacles. Tory Lanez reflects on the challenges he faces, from societal double standards to personal betrayals, while maintaining a sense of determination and defiance. AWOL$ complements this theme by highlighting the contrast between past struggles and current successes, emphasizing the perseverance needed to rise above adversity.
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The "Appellate Court Freestyle (Prison Tapes)" song is sung by Tory Lanez featuring AWOL$
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Tory Lanez released "Appellate Court Freestyle (Prison Tapes)" song on Aug 30, 2024.
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