Quando Rondo - Materialistic Pain lyrics

I'll, I'll never try that thing
Again that they call love
(Ayy, pull up, Lam)
I, I can't even lie lately, I been
I, I been caught up in my thoughts, shawty
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't think I'm changin' on you

Tell 'em crank up the 'Vette (Vroom)
Middle of the street, Hellcat Camaro
We racing (Skrrt, skrrt)
I remember the time when you turned
Your back on your dawg
I was locked in them cages
(I was locked in them cages)
Now I got a bag full of
Racks, finna call up a jet
Take a trip out to Vegas (Fah)
If rapping don't work, then it's back
To the trappin', the kitchen cabinet
That what payed us

All these hoes, monеy, cars, clothes, VVs
And diamonds
Might be the numbеr one reason dude in
The slums can't even find love
Out of all them flowers that's
Gon' grow in the garden
It's one blue rose in the garden
My heart so close to the projects
I just pray they keep it solid (Oh)

Ayy, ayy
I smoked a pound of some weed in a day
I feel like I need another one (Another one)
I caught a case for this tool on my waist
But I got out and got me another gun
(Another gun)
She kept on tellin' lies to my face
I left when she told me another one
(Grr, wow) when I look in the mirror
Can see no one realer
I sit back and hand me another one (Ha)
I'm gon' run it way, way up
We gon' stack it tall like the dinosaurs
If you see it and want it
You know you could get it
I buy the things you ain't half afford
Me and Dodo shopping in designer stores
Drowning deep in the water, no diving board
Shining bright like a diamond
She can't afford
Every day, I be grindin' to get on Forbes

All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs
And diamonds (Diamonds, yeah)
Might be the number one reason dude in
The slums can't even find love
Out of all them flowers that's
Gon' grow in the garden
It's one blue rose in the garden
My heart so close to the projects
I just pray they keep it solid (Oh)

I don't care 'bout no model, they borin'
And I'm fuckin' the ghetto
Lil' bitch wearing Jordans (Jordans)
Ayy, if I catch a opp, then I'm scoring (Bop)
Let off shots out the car, window tint
It's a foreign (yeah)
Living life on the road, bitch, I'm touring
(Skrrt) ain't nobody came 'round 'til
My life got humongous
I done told 'em one time, it's your warning
A nigga run up, then I'm bustin' his dome in
(Oh) i don't have a clue why she want me
I should've been grindin'
Got caught up in romance
Shawty come change the climate
I want the Wockhardt
Put a line in the potion
Call this shit perfect timing (Woo)
Patek Philippe and the Audemars
(Whee) , bitch, it's frozen
Say they look, but can't find me
I'm on the Southside crying
Tears in the ocean (Oh)

All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs
And diamonds
Might be the number one reason dude in
The slums can't even find love
Out of all them flowers that's
Gon' grow in the garden
It's one blue rose in the garden
My heart so close to the projects
I just pray they keep it solid (Oh)