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i swear - quando rondo & youngboy never broke again lyrics

[intro: quando rondo]
(cxb know he go crazy)
man, this sh*t crazy
i can’t even go to sleep without my bible at the head of the bed, man (nah, for real)
uh, drug lovin’, late night, guns bustin’
one hundred, straight thuggin’, i love it
uh, keep it tight, gun huggin’, no tusslin’
street life, married to the hood hustlin’ (sp*cy got this sauce, ho)

[chorus: quando rondo]
my codefendant folded on me, i can’t even trust myself
he in there sick with no money, gettin’ sicker in that cell
i get that picture they don’t love me, i’m feelin’ like, “nah, for real”
my lil’ n*gga told me he hungry, all he know is rob and k!ll
i swear, i swеar that the gang keep flowin’, sippin’ out a pint, a liter
i swear, i swеar that the pain keep showin’, but he never act like he hurt
[verse 1: lul timm]
all these bodies on my conscience, huh?
crazy, catch him walkin’ out a party, hop out, walk him down
baby, i got cheddar on my noggin, my revolver out
lasers, i got stretchers, i got coffins in my mama house
they praise them all on dida, i been thuggin’ at my grandma house
bodies, i got plenty, they won’t go away
top shotta, i got plenty, no way, josé
plenty cases i done beat, who your lawyer? i’ma pay him
undefeated in the streets, i know they plottin’ just to take him

[bridge: quando rondo]
ashes, ashes, wanna take my life
i take a gamble every time i’m goin’ up on ’em, woah
caskets, caskets, come and take a ride
before i let ’em catch me slippin’, i’ll do time in the hole

[interlude: quando rondo]
oh, you know it took me some time to figure out that they ain’t gon’ vouch for us for real
they gon’ vouch for a dollar bill
but sh*t, we ballin’, no, ain’t no “i” in team
it’s an “e” though, and it’s an “e” in “we,” and also it’s an “e” in “f*ck ’em”

[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
father, they plan on takin’ my soul
off in that water, they gotta know i’m wet
don’t play, shoot straight, i’ma hit ’em with it
big 38, n*gga know i keep a semi
got plenty money, known for whackin’ n*ggas, you ain’t f*ckin’ with me
with this chrome, jack, ’til your death, i sleep myself, don’t lay me down
p*ssy*ass boy, we smoked on him, to keep it real, he wasn’t even strong
they know that we poppin’ sh*t, tell ’em all, “make pain songs”
when you weak, gon’ get they top peeled, tell they mama they ain’t goin’ home
spin ’em all, f*ck the industry because my money long
tryna put you straight to sleep, what type of time you on?
dead body, don’t need a home
why? b*tch, ’cause they soul gone
for years, they planned on zippin’ me, for years, they been gettin’ rolled on
[chorus: quando rondo]
my codefendant folded on me, i can’t even trust myself
he in there sick with no money, gettin’ sicker in that cell
i get that picture they don’t love me, i’m feelin’ like, “nah, for real”
my lil’ n*gga told me he hungry, all he know is rob and k!ll
i swear, i swear that the gang keep flowin’, sippin’ out a pint, a liter
i swear, i swear that the pain keep showin’, but he never act like he hurt

- quando rondo youngboy never broke again lyrics

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