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(CashMoneyAP) I go to war 'bout my niggas, yeah (Quan just made a hit) Quando Rondo nigga, yeah Ooh-hoo-hoo OG told me Quando life's a gamble like a pair of dice R.I.P. to Quaffy, know my nigga up in paradise Tryna forget the pain, put a Xanny in my dirty Sprite They choose the life of fame, I'm feeling already lived that life Bailey, don't you change, you know one day, you gon' be my wife Walk in Lenox Mall, we gon' leave out with a lot of ice I go to war for you, baby girl, I put up a fight I ride for lil' shawty, and I told her that that's one gon' ride I know they hittin' 'cause a nigga came up Nicky really my round, I know he won't change up Every day strapped down, Quincy kept a banger Now my nigga locked down, got me filled with anger Life on the run, I can't let 'em capture me To the top with my niggas, I swear that's where I'd rather be Every day strapped down 'cause these niggas after me Jacksonville to Miami, they can't keep no track of me I know, a big flag on my left, 'cause bitch I'm rollin' sixties Been flippin' with Lil Quisey, hittin' licks city to city I know they want me dead, so I got 30 in my glizzy If you lookin' for me, I ain't hidin', nigga come and get to the Top where I'm going, I know they hate 'cause I'm elevating Patiently, yeah, I been waiting, every day, I'm paper chasing Feeling it's my time though, hustled, and then I grind for it I done committed crimes for it, many times I did time for it OG told me Quando life's a gamble like a pair of dice R.I.P. to Quaffy, know my nigga up in paradise Tryna forget the pain, put a Xanny in my dirty Sprite They choose the life of fame, I'm feeling already lived that life Bailey, don't you change, you know one day, you gon' be my wife Walk in Lenox Mall, we gon' leave out with a lot of ice I go to war for you, baby girl, I put up a fight I ride for lil' shawty and I told her that that's one gon' ride Promise we gon' ball at the three point line Quando Rondo baby, you can be my number nine Just keep that shit one hundred just like ten dimes Just keep that shit one hundred like ten dimes Got you baby girl, you know I'ma put up shots I'ma buy you that new Mercedes fresh out the lot I got these niggas hatin' 'cause they seeing what I bought I caught a couple cases, but you know my shits got bought Tryna run me up a check, she tryna run me crazy 'Til the very end, would you be my lady? 'Til the very end, would you be my baby? Poppin' Percocets to ease away the pain lately 4 Pockets Full, shout out Lil Baby You know my clip full, pull out that three eighty I do this for Bowen Flats, they really raised me Tryna duck the feds 'cause they tryna trace me OG told me Quando life's a gamble like a pair of dice R.I.P. to Quaffy, know my nigga up in paradise Tryna forget the pain, put a Xanny in my dirty Sprite They choose the life of fame, I'm feeling already lived that life Bailey, don't you change, you know one day you gon' be my wife Walk in Lenox Mall, we gon' leave out with a lot of ice I go to war for you, baby girl, I put up a fight I ride for lil' shawty and I told her that that's one gon' ride
Writer(s): Alex Christian Jean Petit, Tyquian Bowman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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