My Life Story By Quando Rondo
TJ produced it
Ooh woah, oh-oh
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
(TJ got the keys jumpin’)
Sometimes I think about my life as a railroad
Some Guccis on, walking down the dead road, ayy
I had a dream about my killer just the night before
Hate to face the fact that love don’t live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
Guess I’m just a flower in a garden that will never grow
Heart been so cold so many times, come meet me at the crossroad
Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to [?] and stick to my own
Fifty-fifty I split them part and still come back for more
Just let Ricky hit me with backshots, he left me all on my own
Still I’m like ten toes, like *** it and a hard knock [?]
Three, twenty-three or ninety-nine, got notified by the [?]
Jumped off the porch, father in prison
Out in the streets, he left four children
Double the pain that I’ve been feeling
Never understood what that *** really meant
I’ma smoke the ***, right there by roof, [?] grew up a dog
I want my back down thirty-eight, they made them Crips that claim harder
Locked up [?] at an early, that’s where I learned all my knowledge
Letter from my lil’ cousin Benny, sayin’ somebody killed Quarter
2016 judge let me out, I grew a passion for rappin’
Sixteen years old, all on my own, I had to go make it happen
So I put the music to the side, [?] introduced me to trappin’
I knew that ***, that wasn’t for me, right back to lights, camera, action
Hittin’ on the old school Pontiac, I used to [?]
When I ain’t have a place to go, I stayed with Tim on the [?]
Now they on my ***, who been there for me? That’s one thing I remember
Oh you were legit from hitting licks, now you longer a member
I had a dream about my killer just the night before
Hate to face the fact that love don’t live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
Guess I’m just a flower in a garden that will never grow
Heart been so cold so many times, come meet me at the crossroad
Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to [?] and stick to my own
Fifty-fifty I split them part and still come back for more
Just let Ricky hit me with backshots, he left me all on my own
Second from first, I can’t accept it, out of all them things I can go for
Listen to OG preach like the reverend, we still ain’t got nothin’ to show for
Got tired of seeing, [?] looking to the sky like “Why? Oh Lord”
Live by the [?], die by the [?], that’s the question for more boy
Didn’t make it out, was always [?], I couldn’t see the [?] from these lessons
Can I chase my dreams deep in the ghetto?
My uncle Tommy like “Go for it”
And the way I killed that *** so thorough, Lord, please send me a blessing
[?] them boys, knew I was special from that song in my section
‘Cause where I’m from, catch a body it’s a sighting, yeah
Whole lotta gang [?]
Whole lotta bullets flying, yeah
Whole lotta people dying, yeah
Whole lotta mommas crying, yeah
[?] war all about the streets
Them nights, just out there, he knows
[?] like one day we gon’ blow it
He tell me he gon’ see alright, through the [?]
I took a left, [?] my life, I see a dead rose
I had a dream about my killer just the night before
Hate to face the fact that love don’t live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
Guess I’m just a flower in a garden that will never grow
Heart been so cold so many times, come meet me at the crossroad
Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to [?] and stick to my own
Fifty-fifty I split them part and still come back for more
Just let Ricky hit me with backshots, he left me all on my own