- Quando Rondo **** Boy Dreams 歌词
- Quando Rondo
- Pourin' up for them real n1ggas
We gon' roll one up for the real hittas
(I'm working on dying)
Quando Rondo, n1gga
All the real n1ggas in Heaven, man, I need someone to call on
Nowadays these phones tapped, I don't even wanna talk on 'em
Down a very long road, these n1ggas ain't never walked on it
My back against the rope, she cut her ties so I could fall on it
You wasn't built to hold sh1t down, that's why you turned your back on me
You couldn't hold me down, even if you had on some gravity
I built my own empire, they tryna take down my masterpiece
I think they mad I turned my dreams into reality
See, I was grindin' out my trunk, I feel like Master P
Pourin' up for them real n1ggas
Roll one up for them real n1ggas
**** boy dreams, sip out the cup for them real n1ggas
Post in the cut with them real killas
Loyalty run deep, but it seem like my friends ain't friends no more
Blood in the streets plus in my veins don't make us kin no more
15K, that's for a verse, remember gettin' 10 a show
Goin' before my time, I'm like a binder, I won't bend or fold
I put my **** inside your ear, fxck what you heard, but they stay talkin'
Feelin' just like Future off this herb, and plus them Perkys callin'
I could hear Miss Murdy callin'
Pick up the phone, she tellin' me I ain't got no worries, darlin'
Like Hakuna Matata
It ain't no more room on my roster
I flip around the city with top shottas
Timmy told me go get 'em, and I got 'em
All 'em broken promises, I never bought 'em
All the real n1ggas in Heaven, man, I need someone to call on
Nowadays these phones tapped, I don't even wanna talk on 'em
Down a very long road, these n1ggas ain't never walked on it
My back against the rope, she cut her ties so I could fall on it
You wasn't built to hold sh1t down, that's why you turned your back on me
You couldn't hold me down, even if you had on some gravity
I built my own empire, they tryna take down my masterpiece
I think they mad I turned my dreams into reality
See, I was grindin' out my trunk, I feel like Master P
Pourin' up for them real n1ggas
Roll one up for them real n1ggas
**** boy dreams, sip out the cup for them real n1ggas
Post in the cut with them real killas
Abandoned house all by myself
No, I don't really be on no party sh1t
I'm tryna feed the streets, I feel like Roddy Ricch
How you 'posed to be my dawg, you wanna murk me, though?
Signed to the streets three times, I feel like Durkio
Countin' a Patek while on a jet, I ain't talkin' Tokyo
You told them lies to me, no Pinocchio
And then you got the nerve to ask me how I feel, n1gga
Pour one up for them real n1ggas
I wanna tell the world about you just so they could get jealous
And if you see her 'fore I do, tell her I wish that I met her
If I catch the opposition, guarantee I'ma stretch 'em
So he bet' not let me catch 'em
All the real n1ggas in Heaven, man, I need someone to call on
Nowadays these phones tapped, I don't even wanna talk on 'em
Down a very long road, these n1ggas ain't never walked on it
My back against the rope, she cut her ties so I could fall on it
You wasn't built to hold sh1t down, that's why you turned your back on me
You couldn't hold me down, even if you had on some gravity
I built my own empire, they tryna take down my masterpiece
I think they mad I turned my dreams into reality
See, I was grindin' out my trunk, I feel like Master P
Pourin' up for them real n1ggas
Roll one up for them real n1ggas
**** boy dreams, sip out the cup for them real n1ggas
Post in the cut with them real killas
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