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Yeah, yeah, yeah You will stop playing? Ooh, Quando Rondo, nigga, yeah yeah I don't know what I need So when I tell you I love you Girl, I really don't mean it Yeah, I really do mean it Yeah You really touched me to my heart Permanent scars the day I found that you cheated I kept it real with you, girl I guess you was tryna get even I felt like Adam, you my Eve, we're in the Garden of Eden How the fuck you claim you love someone When you don't know the real meaning You always listen to your friends and let 'em come in between us I guess that ring and that new teddy bear, little shorty don't mean nun Don't understand where we stand, I might need a chair The way that I been feeling lately, you ain't never care I call your phone and you don't pick up, baby girl, you got me nervous Is it the cameras or the fame, the tory burch or all them purses I know your worth and girl you worthless Anything you wanted, I purchased Letras de cancionesBaby, I know you ain't perfect, what I do to deserve this I know I lie, I don't spend time I know I cheated before You ask me why, do not reply, I never needed no hoe Look at the sky, I'm bout to dive, I'm bout to jump off the boat I hope I drown, I hope I die, my heart gon' float coast to coast I'm with some youngings from the trenches who gone serve by the store I won't admit it, I'm addicted, sipping lean, pouring fours Spin on they block, it ain't no missing, leave some shells on the floor I wrote her name inside that prison in the cell on the door My nigga telling me I'm tripping 'cause I fell for that hoe She sent me pictures on cargriven, threw her mail on the floor I put some VVs in my teeth, they cost a band of some coke I'm 'a send some VVs to your house and yea we want all the smoke You really touched me to my heart Permanent scars the day I found that you cheated I kept it real with you girl I guess you was tryna get even I felt like Adam, you my Eve, we're in the Garden of Eden How the fuck you claim you love someone and you don't know the real meaning You always listen to your friends and let 'em come in between us I guess that ring and that new teddy bear, little shorty don't mean nun Don't understand where we stand, I might need a chair The way that I been feeling lately, you ain't never care I made an oath to all my niggas, I ain't never gone change on 'em I threw the ones to all the strippers, I want Ben Franks on 'em I told 'em keep they handshakes 'cause they love faking, it's phony I remember way before the cameras and the fame they ain't want me Two-car garage in the streets Girl, I go hard in these streets I left my heart in these streets Girl, I'm the hardest in these streets We shoot at cars in the streets We slang that rod in the streets Too many broads in the seat Play your cards fucking with me She want Chanel on her feet, Hair and nails they're on fleek She keep them M's by the week, Cartier lens so she can see She keeps my pints, I sip that lean I tote that Glock with that big red beam I'm in love with that block, Blocboy JB Nigga run up, get shot, we don't aim for feet Sell them rocks just to eat with them big OGs Yeah my pain runnin' deep like the deep blue sea Why they hating on this G, they don't even know me Double cup favourite syrup, baby lean on me When I post in the hood got a Glock on the seat So I wish a nigga would got a Glock in my reach Backwood full of kush no swisher sweet Steady you lying through yo teeth I know you cheat My heart so cold 'til the day we meet Every time that I'm able you know I preach I ain't ever watch cable I was out in these streets Sitting it the cell writing songs 23 Phone call from the label my song got leaked Whatever you sow best believe you gon' reap Every time it's smoke you know we creep Up with the pole every time it's beef (yeah) I really came from the trenches, I had to grind to hustle Everyday I stayed on the mission an make it out the struggle I'm kicking shit in new Givenchy, dripping all these puddles I'm with my team, we got a plan no we ain't gotta huddle You know I fought the way we came if you had been where we was I'm in the court room, locked in chains I'm getting judged by a judge So I really don't mean it, yeah I really don't mean it Quando Rondo nigga From Letras Mania