Quando Rondo - Time For lyrics

(Vicasso on another one, SephGotTheWaves)
Oh woah, yeah oh
(Q-R-N)

Soaked up the game from all 'em OGs
Told me blast first
He would've put a bitch before me
I'd put cash first
From the way I'm in and out that jam
Call me McGregor
The perfect caption for my picture
"Nothin' regular" (Regular)
'Cause I just wanna know why you
Haven't been here in my city, love
'Cause I ain't got time for it, I'm tryna
Do this all from day to night
This not Tom Ford
That's Off White on my feet
I'm rockin' shit they cannot afford
Shootin' guns when it was nice
She know we had us a lot of swords
I got the sack, fucked it up twice
But you know I got a lot of more
Rеad you a story on my life
I swear to God that's a lot of stories
Lifе's a gamble, you roll the dice
I hope I bring back a nine to four
We rode the block from day to night
We used to work from 'bout nine to four
He let off shots right by the park
He hit him all in his spinal cord
(Bah, bah, bah) she like, "QPac
Why you don't love me?" I told
Shawty I ain't dyin' for her (Yay)
Two double cups, i'm sippin' bubbly when we
Walk out designer stores
That brand new Draco hold a whole hunnid
I swear to God that I still
Got a lot of old hunnids
I just want the Crip-blue, six oh hunnid
I just wanna make a quick flip, more money
They know Big Peezy break his wrist
Cookin' over the stove runnin'
What's in my backwood? No Gelato
Bro we're smokin' your homies
They know the rims be Forgiato
Reason that these hoes love me
I apologise in the Double R
Where I spill purple potions
The seats specific chosen
In the Pacific Ocean I'm drownin'
Deep in the water
I led my team to four wins then
Pass the ball to Miss Carter oh, why
A imperfect flower never grow in the garden?
He reminisce, he get this thottie
Left his heart in the projects
Marvellous looks
Sent from the sky young butterfly
- that's my daughter
She see the tiger in my eye, look at her
See two dinosaurs
Inshallah, I got that bag now
Steady pray to the Lord
Run him down with the Glock in my hand
Jump Out Gang just jumped
Out that new Porsche (Woo, woo)
Doin' dirt on the block, tryna make up a plan
(Bah) , just so we can live galore
And I hit a thot in a room with
Her friends grippin' on my extension chord
If I give that location
I'm droppin' the guap
Then the neighborhood gon' come
And kick your door she call me Jodie
She my Jodeci like I'm her baby boy
Just sent a letter to lil' Leeky
Talkin' 'bout his baby boy
If I don't tote that big four-nick', ma
They gon' take your baby boy
Lil' Greg got introduced to
Sixties, ever since, knew what it was
It ain't no "if" before the fame
They knew when I was off the porch