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gotta do better & pray - quando rondo lyrics

[intro]
q— qrn, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
lil’ shawty, i miss ya
i know i’m distant, girl, i’m chasin’ the skrilla
she know that i ain’t been the same since i lost my lil’ n*gga
on top of that, i caught a case, they got me lost in the system
been through so many heartbreaks, i got so much on my mental
locked behind bars, my heart scarred like yeah, yeah, yeah
do i miss them foreign broads? like yeah, yeah, yeah
shootouts out them foreign cars like yeah, yeah, yeah
i ran this sh*t up with my boys like yeah, yeah, yeah
i hit my knees like, “is there lovе for a thug n*gga?” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
f*ck thе police ’cause ain’t no love for a drug dealer (yeah, yeah, yeah)
want me with life up in prison
i know it’s short, but it’s the life in the trenches (like yeah, yeah, yeah)
girl, you so right, i’m in my feelings, i should give you a million (like yeah, yeah, yeah)

[post*chorus]
my lil’ n*ggas want me slingin’ thirties (slingin’ thirties)
but i gotta do better and pray
p*ssy n*gga dissed me, he got murdered (uh)
murdered the boy on the curb right there, swingin’ k’s

[verse 1]
b*tch, i know so many dead boys like i’m boose
i caught a fed charge, now i’m paranoid they gon’ do me
swear i can hear my grandma voice, she ‘posed to be in a movie
talkin’ to me like, “tyquian, you made it out, boy, you stupid”
i feel like snoop out baby boy ’cause it ain’t sh*t i ain’t seen
youngin really ain’t got no choice, he trappin’, servin’ them fiends
whoever thought that i’d be on this rappin’ sh*t was a dream
i made some millions off this sh*t without my face on a tee
[chorus]
lil’ shawty, i miss ya
i know i’m distant, girl, i’m chasin’ the skrilla
she know that i ain’t been the same since i lost my lil’ n*gga
on top of that, i caught a case, they got me lost in the system
been through so many heartbreaks, i got so much on my mental
locked behind bars, my heart scarred like yeah, yeah, yeah
do i miss them foreign broads? like yeah, yeah, yeah
shootouts out them foreign cars like yeah, yeah, yeah
i ran this sh*t up with my boys like yeah, yeah, yeah
i hit my knees like, “is there love for a thug n*gga?” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
f*ck the police ’cause ain’t no love for a drug dealer (yeah, yeah, yeah)
want me with life up in prison
i know it’s short, but it’s the life in the trenches (like yeah, yeah, yeah)
girl, you so right, i’m in my feelings, i should give you a million (like yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
shawty, i need you on my side, this ain’t my first time doin’ time
i promise this my last time, i know i said that last time
my pen and pad, i’m writin’ rhymes just tryna get me through the time
things on my mind, but every time she ask me, i’ma say i’m fine
i need somebody for to hold me
i been goin’ through this by my lonely
no, you ain’t gotta be my b*tch, just be my homie
place in your heart, it ain’t no way to go
i hope this be your favorite song on the radio
[chorus]
lil’ shawty, i miss ya
i know i’m distant, girl, i’m chasin’ the skrilla
she know that i ain’t been the same since i lost my lil’ n*gga
on top of that, i caught a case, they got me lost in the system
been through so many heartbreaks, i got so much on my mental
locked behind bars, my heart scarred like yeah, yeah, yeah
do i miss them foreign broads? like yeah, yeah, yeah
shootouts out them foreign cars like yeah, yeah, yeah
i ran this sh*t up with my boys like yeah, yeah, yeah
i hit my knees like, “is there love for a thug n*gga?” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
f*ck the police ’cause ain’t no love for a drug dealer (yeah, yeah, yeah)
want me with life up in prison
i know it’s short, but it’s the life in the trenches (like yeah, yeah, yeah)
girl, you so right, i’m in my feelings, i should give you a million (like yeah, yeah, yeah)

- quando rondo lyrics

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