Quando Rondo - Now or Never lyrics

Quando Rondo

Quando Rondo [Tyquian Terrel Bowman] Savannah, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Quando Rondo - Now or Never lyrics]

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Diamonds dancin' automatic
But, so long, been stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave
Somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I ain't got no trust, that's for
A bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way

Oh i swear that if I had a
Dime for every time I cried
I'll probably be a millionaire (yeah)
I'll probably be a trillionaire (Oh)

Two double cups and Adderall, sometimes
I feel like God, i finally done lost it
Gotta pay the cost to be
The boss so I'm like
"What it's gon' cost me?"


Most of these niggas filled with flaws
So I don't want 'em around me
These bitches easily give up drawers and I'd
Be damned if they clown me
I need a bitch who work
For me like, fuck that, get her a round trip
B aim the stick right by the tree
Like we don't want 'em around here
These bitches all for you and
Me, she eat the meat, then she out of here
I spit my life all on these beats to
See if you feel how I feel
Why the fuck I'm seeking for your
Love if I'm not lovin' myself?
After you leave, I'm just gon' thug
I don't want nobody else
We watched him bleed all in the
Streets, he play with us, then it's death
I need that Percocets and lean just
Like a smoker need meth
We ain't murked 'em yet
But you gon' see he goin' under my belt
I can't keep fuckin' with lil' shawty
Shit ain't good for my health
Palm Angel denim
Mike Amiri only thing that I wear
Boy, you a snake that's filled with venom
Up and aim at your hair

Diamonds dancin' automatic
But, so long, been stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave
Somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I ain't got no trust, that's for
A bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way

Oh i swear that if I had a
Dime for every time I cried
I'll probably be a millionaire (yeah)
I'll probably be a trillionaire (Oh)

I cut you off without no scissors
Tell me why the fuck
Lil' shawty keep callin'?
It's different levels to the
System, on my own, i've been ballin'
Clutchin' my metal, tinted windows
Five percent when I'm rollin'
Trappin' ain't dead, these niggas scared
I'm tryna bust it wide open
Right now, shit movin' slow motion
But I can't trip
I'm steady pourin' all my pain in
This soda potion I sip
Big glizzy gang, don't ever
Ask if I'm totin', it's on my hip
60 Gang, I really love, rich and Rollin'
But you ain't real
I got a fetish for them hoes
Who don't love me back
Whole time you in it for them fuckin' racks
I don't see how niggas be fuckin' with
Niggas knowin' they some fuckin' rats
I don't see how niggas be lovin' women
Be fuckin' when they turn they back
Ain't nowhere to go when I turn on the map
My heart so cold and I can't even cap

Oh, I swear that if I had a
Dime for every time I cried
I'll probably be a billionaire
I'll probably be a billionaire

Diamonds dancin' automatic
But, so long, been stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave
Somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I ain't got no trust, that's for
A bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way

Oh i swear that if I had a
Dime for every time I cried
I'll probably be a millionaire (yeah)
I'll probably be a trillionaire (Oh)

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