shine - quando rondo lyrics
[intro]
phew
phew, blrr
(deephartt beats)
[chorus]
she love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (woah)
she hate that me be totin’ nine when i ride ’round
i swear that your love hard to find now where i’m from (i’m from)
i got some n*ggas doin’ time on a cellblock
with johnny, duck these police sirens (woo, woo)
you do it, better do it silent (silent)
ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (yeah)
ayy, we made a vibe, can’t drop a dime, we won’t tell cops
[verse 1]
just a year ago my life was good, now i got all thеse problems
i made it out thе hood, but my career seem like it slowly follow
i swear my soul misunderstood, might be the reason i got codeine problems
sometimes i feel like i can’t do it, i hit my knees and send a pray to allah
i f*ck with lil’ shorty, she say she gonna scoop the bill dollars
and if i die before you make it, promise you won’t forgive what i taught ya
hard to survive, so i stay faded off this codeine mixed up with narcotics
once where i got her, had to face it, one daily hit, then you gone tomorrow
i’ma leave that round and throw my mind ’cause i gotta make it home to my dollars
i know my life be on the line, so i never move ’less i’m with them shottas
i see the time, look at my eyes and my grandma say that she see a star
if i write a book, it’ll be on some war sh*t
she got me hooked up down, lil’ shorty gorgeous
i send a shout*out to my mama ’cause she never thought about abortion
i’m drippin’ sauce in my pijamas while blowin’ up with them brand*new jordans
sometimes i reached out with a carter i bought her, that’s what these n*ggas look
it’s perfect timin’ on that new audemars, remember i couldn’t afford it
[chorus]
she love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (woah)
she hate that me be totin’ nine when i ride ’round
i swear that your love hard to find now where i’m from (i’m from)
i got some n*ggas doin’ time on a cellblock
with johnny, duck these police sirens (woo, woo)
you do it, better do it silent (silent)
ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (yeah)
ayy, we made a vibe, can’t drop a dime, we won’t tell cops
[verse 2]
yeah, baby, i’m the problem, i’m just tryna reduce me
feel like i’m right back at the bottom, i can’t win from this losin’
she from the hood, but she a model, so i drip her in gucci
i roll with the kush smoke with her mama, d*mn, i f*ck with miss suzan
i ain’t got no time for all that drama, that toxic sh*t was gon’ lose me
i do the dash inside this ‘vert, i can’t get caught with this uzi
i put some racks inside your purse, like, “go and blow it in louis”
can’t sell no crack, i’m thirty*thirty ‘less you clutchin’ a toolie
i put my heart in every verse, you know my life like a movie
can’t even talk ’bout who we murk, you know my life call of duty
four rounds, it’s filled with them gunners, i think they tryna do me
i thank you for believin’ in me, i’m not talkin’ ’bout toosii
um, fast car skrrt*skrrt when i skrrt off the block
if a n*gga run up, we gon’ put him on fox
broke up in all hundreds, we knock a few dollars
real dad, headhunter, got to bl!ck up my drawers
boss talk, one*fifty, tryna get him knocked off
is it my neck or my wrist or the with it, the glisten the reason that she love?
[chorus]
she love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (woah)
she hate that me be totin’ nine when i ride ’round
i swear that your love hard to find now where i’m from (i’m from)
i got some n*ggas doin’ time on a cellblock
with johnny, duck these police sirens (woo, woo)
you do it, better do it silent (silent)
ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (yeah)
ayy, we made a vibe, can’t drop a dime, we won’t tell cops
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