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Quando Rondo – Shine Lyrics

Quando Rondo Shine Lyrics

Phew
Phew, blrr
(Two hundred on it)

She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (Woah)
She hate that me be totin’ a 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***** 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

Just a year ago my life was good, now I got all these problems
I made it out the 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 fuck 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, 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 story
If I write a book, it’ll be on some war shit
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***** look
It’s perfect timin’ on that new Audemars, remember I couldn’t afford it

She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (Woah)
She hate that me be totin’ a 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***** 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

Yeah, maybe I’m the problem, I’m just tryna reduce it
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, damn, I fuck with Miss Suzan
I ain’t got no time for all that drama, that toxic shit 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**** run up, we gon’ put him on FOX
Broke up in all hundreds, we knock a few dollars
Real dad, headhunter, got to blick up my drawers
Boss talk, one-fifty, tryna get her knocked off
Is it my neck or my wrist or the with it, the glisten the reason that she love?

She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (Woah)
She hate that me be totin’ a 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***** 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

 

Written by: Frankie Frank, Ji Hwan Chun, Tyquian Bowman

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