[Quando Rondo]
Vicasso on another one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SephGotTheWaves
Whoa

Oh, I
Uh

[Quando Rondo]
Run around with them same niggas, I ain´t thinkin´ about hangin´ with new ones
I´ll go dig up them old rods, I ain´t thinkin´ about buyin´ no new guns
Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
I´m tryna win, I ain´t tryna see no tie, I ain´t tryna put no suit on
I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won´t meet the cops
My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I´ma knock ´em out

I´ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah

[NoCap]
Nigga damn near thought about killin´ myself ´cause I ain´t wanna turn twelve
When I was in the water drownin´ with them sharks, they was thinkin´, "Oh well"
High-speed chase, went and got a room with my bitch, thinkin´, "Will my ho tell?"
Me and Joe Dirt locked in for life like we ain´t got no bail
I´ma bring my mask out (Brrah) then go hunt for the opps, no Easter
See, my bank account got a new balance, I ain´t talkin´ about no sneaker
Spray ´em down with Clorox then make the haters go sit on the bleachers

No new friends like two twins, I still run with the same people

[Quando Rondo]
Run around with them same niggas, I ain´t thinkin´ about hangin´ with new ones
I´ll go dig up them old rods, I ain´t thinkin´ about buyin´ no new guns
Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
I´m tryna win, I ain´t tryna see no tie, I ain´t tryna put no suit on
I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won´t meet the cops
My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I´ma knock ´em out

I´ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah

[Quando Rondo]
Yeah, throwed all my kicks away
I got trust issues (Yeah), throwed all my kicks away
Even my Christian Loubs, but ay, that´s how it be
I just didn´t see it in you (Didn´t see it in you)
If I smoke cigarettes by the pack I still won´t play like it´s cool (Play like it´s cool)
I wanna take a trip to Arizona
´Cause all I think about is how I´ma put my hood on like Trayvon
In my zone, they tote automatics
I´ma tear [?][1:56] down and I´ma name my projects AutoZone

Last night I couldn´t hear, I was too busy thinkin´ ´bout death
Water deep, I shoulda been Michael after all this pain I felt, yeah
Everybody around me um, like they ain´t got no legs
I told ´em to bear with me, but I had lost a couple Teds
I seen so many starvin´, they took chances and went fed
Dreams of BET but I´m still in the hood tryna catch a bet spinner
Cover down, no shoes, it´s cool, we´ll get it back tomorrow
Runnin´ with the semis since I was little so we gon´ pull up in Ferraris

[Quando Rondo]

Run around with them same niggas, I ain´t thinkin´ about hangin´ with new ones
I´ll go dig up them old rods, I ain´t thinkin´ about buyin´ no new guns
Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
I´m tryna win, I ain´t tryna see no tie, I ain´t tryna put no suit on
I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won´t meet the cops
My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I´ma knock ´em out
I´ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah