Quando Rondo - Jakiyah lyrics

Oh, oh, oh, yeah (Did Sean John make this?)
QRN (Xclusive made it)

Piano sound like a violin
I think it's time to leave the town
Too much violence
I know you not gon' hold me
Down, so close my door, bitch
You ain't riding
I blew my past off, then frowned
It's very rare you catch me smiling

And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel
Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet
I wanna give her fifty thousand
I done spent on Mike Amiri denim
On some fly shit, 'til they kill me
I'ma rock out with my niggas
This shit getting deeper
Backseat of that Rolls-Royce sliding
I got nothing but some hurt
And pain from these diamonds
Twеnty thousand on a chain, don't
Get stained 'cause that minе, bitch
I'm steady swerving lane to lane
Hand on that flame, i'ma die with it

Girl, how you treat me I'm average when
I treat you like you perfect?
We knock down buildings, 9
11, murder she wrote all in cursive
Ask how I'm feeling, brand new Birkin
Lil' shorty don't even deserve it
Girl, you can get it 'cause I got it
The only reason I purchase
It's late night, geeked up off the Addy
Two double cups got me swerving
I'm working, 2: 50 in the morning
Birds chirping
My nigga told me I'm tripping 'cause I'm
The reason that you leveled up
Just tryna find out what I'm missing
The reason that I sip double cups
No, you don't love me like the way I love you
I look around, it ain't no one to trust
I swear
It's times that I get tired of thugging
That's just my pride
But I don't feel like fuck you
I'm just speaking on my life
This ain't make believe
I can see it in your eyes
You ain't made for me
I'm hurting myself, helping everyone else
I guess it's time I put an end to it, oh, oh
Plus we got smoke with the world
So my Glock on the shelf
I just got off the phone with lil' shorty
First thing she asked me what I been doing
I said

And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel
Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet
I wanna give her fifty thousand
I done spent on Mike Amiri denim
On some fly shit, 'til they kill me
I'ma rock out with my niggas
This shit getting deeper
Backseat of that Rolls-Royce sliding
I got nothing but some hurt
And pain from these diamonds
Twenty thousand on a chain, don't
Get stained 'cause that mine, bitch
I'm steady swerving lane to lane
Hand on that flame, i'ma die with it

Pull up with the Jeep, riding with my heat
Mmm

I just really, really want a bitch
Who out for me, yeah, yeah
Shorty say that I give that straight D-O-P-E
Yeah how I'ma put that codeine down when I
Ain't got no one to lean on?
It's hard to see it in your face when
You around like you don't fiend for me
Damn, that pussy wet like water and I
Love it when she cream on me
So her neck filled up with water
I don't never wanna leave 'em
True Religion, Mari
You look better with them jeans on
Fendi, Gucci, Prada
I done spent like fifty G's on
Off in the gym like Coach
Carter, no Michael Jordan
Shoot above the rim
This ain’t more love for my daughter
This ain’t more love that I got for Lul Tim
My heart filled with fire
I need you to come and heal me
I'm so in love with Jakiyah
But she's so young that she don't feel me
You labeled me as a liar
But I'm like how? 'Cause this the real me
Right on my side, i keep fire 'cause I can't
Let nobody steal me

And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel
Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet
I wanna give her fifty thousand
I done spent on Mike Amiri denim
On some fly shit, 'til they kill me
I'ma rock out with my niggas
This shit getting deeper
Back seat of that Rolls-Royce sliding
I got nothing but some hurt
And pain from these diamonds
Twenty thousand on a chain, don't
Get stained 'cause that mine, bitch
I'm steady swerving lane to lane
Hand on that flame, i'ma die with it