(TJ Produced It)
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the guttercause they gon' spray 'bout him
She had the nerve to bring up Leeky like I don't do for bro
State-to-state, just me and Queezy, Tim, he shoot for bro
They called my phone, don't wanna be bothered in the studio
Know she gon' f*ck me for some Prada, boy, that ain't your ho
Gangnem tweakin' readin' comments I don't care about
I'm just bein' honest, could've shot you at Cordarelle house
Draco hold a hunnid, one false movement, we gon' air it out
He be on some goofy shit, groupie bitch got your whereabouts, ayy
I know you thought that was your mans until that boy shot ya
On Instagram, flex up with all them bands, don't make us come and rob ya
I really hang with rastas, I really hang with shottas
I swear I prayed for better days and now I'm eatin' lobster
Get on my broom and fly away, I feel like Harry Potter
I grind to get the lawyers paid for my niggas on lock-up
My lil' nigga in the grave, should've did what I taught him
I know the way I live ain't safe, but f*ck it, I'm ballin'
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the gutter 'cause they gon' spray 'bout him
No matter the weather, just keep your pole on (yeah, yeah)
He jump in headfirst for the hood, but they still told on him (told on him)
He only listen to his pops, but he gettin' old on him (yeah, yeah)
He tried to hide the dope from him, but he still scold on him
The trenches, that's just another name for the ghetto (ghetto)
Shootouts, robberies, gettin' killed, that's what I'm prepared for
What I rap I don't say, "Go do", just what I been through
Percocet, weed and lean on my mental
We not scared, we did what we did
Real niggas checkin' and the kids havin' kids
They goin' out, wantin' gun laws, but it is what it is (yeah)
Public 'fenders don't even care, they tryna please you out your shit
Quando, trench baby, one of my favorites
Five star hotel with my mm, I made it
I ain't tryna hear no, "Sorry" from you, bitch, save it
Just come to Cali with a king, Ant Davis
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the gutter 'cause they gon' spray 'bout him
Quando Rondo - Safest Lyrics
Quando Rondo - Safest Lyrics
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(TJ Produced It)
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the guttercause they gon' spray 'bout him
She had the nerve to bring up Leeky like I don't do for bro
State-to-state, just me and Queezy, Tim, he shoot for bro
They called my phone, don't wanna be bothered in the studio
Know she gon' f*ck me for some Prada, boy, that ain't your ho
Gangnem tweakin' readin' comments I don't care about
I'm just bein' honest, could've shot you at Cordarelle house
Draco hold a hunnid, one false movement, we gon' air it out
He be on some goofy shit, groupie bitch got your whereabouts, ayy
I know you thought that was your mans until that boy shot ya
On Instagram, flex up with all them bands, don't make us come and rob ya
I really hang with rastas, I really hang with shottas
I swear I prayed for better days and now I'm eatin' lobster
Get on my broom and fly away, I feel like Harry Potter
I grind to get the lawyers paid for my niggas on lock-up
My lil' nigga in the grave, should've did what I taught him
I know the way I live ain't safe, but f*ck it, I'm ballin'
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the gutter 'cause they gon' spray 'bout him
No matter the weather, just keep your pole on (yeah, yeah)
He jump in headfirst for the hood, but they still told on him (told on him)
He only listen to his pops, but he gettin' old on him (yeah, yeah)
He tried to hide the dope from him, but he still scold on him
The trenches, that's just another name for the ghetto (ghetto)
Shootouts, robberies, gettin' killed, that's what I'm prepared for
What I rap I don't say, "Go do", just what I been through
Percocet, weed and lean on my mental
We not scared, we did what we did
Real niggas checkin' and the kids havin' kids
They goin' out, wantin' gun laws, but it is what it is (yeah)
Public 'fenders don't even care, they tryna please you out your shit
Quando, trench baby, one of my favorites
Five star hotel with my mm, I made it
I ain't tryna hear no, "Sorry" from you, bitch, save it
Just come to Cali with a king, Ant Davis
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the gutter 'cause they gon' spray 'bout him
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the guttercause they gon' spray 'bout him
She had the nerve to bring up Leeky like I don't do for bro
State-to-state, just me and Queezy, Tim, he shoot for bro
They called my phone, don't wanna be bothered in the studio
Know she gon' f*ck me for some Prada, boy, that ain't your ho
Gangnem tweakin' readin' comments I don't care about
I'm just bein' honest, could've shot you at Cordarelle house
Draco hold a hunnid, one false movement, we gon' air it out
He be on some goofy shit, groupie bitch got your whereabouts, ayy
I know you thought that was your mans until that boy shot ya
On Instagram, flex up with all them bands, don't make us come and rob ya
I really hang with rastas, I really hang with shottas
I swear I prayed for better days and now I'm eatin' lobster
Get on my broom and fly away, I feel like Harry Potter
I grind to get the lawyers paid for my niggas on lock-up
My lil' nigga in the grave, should've did what I taught him
I know the way I live ain't safe, but f*ck it, I'm ballin'
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the gutter 'cause they gon' spray 'bout him
No matter the weather, just keep your pole on (yeah, yeah)
He jump in headfirst for the hood, but they still told on him (told on him)
He only listen to his pops, but he gettin' old on him (yeah, yeah)
He tried to hide the dope from him, but he still scold on him
The trenches, that's just another name for the ghetto (ghetto)
Shootouts, robberies, gettin' killed, that's what I'm prepared for
What I rap I don't say, "Go do", just what I been through
Percocet, weed and lean on my mental
We not scared, we did what we did
Real niggas checkin' and the kids havin' kids
They goin' out, wantin' gun laws, but it is what it is (yeah)
Public 'fenders don't even care, they tryna please you out your shit
Quando, trench baby, one of my favorites
Five star hotel with my mm, I made it
I ain't tryna hear no, "Sorry" from you, bitch, save it
Just come to Cali with a king, Ant Davis
Ayy, I know the way that I be livin' ain't the safest
I been out searchin' for your love for so long, I can't replace it
I know you not the same person inside, you two-faced
They said you cried, you left him on the road, I can see all the traces
I got my back against the rope, I'm feelin' just like Muhammad
No cap, I can count the times they said they keep it a hunnid
Four traps, they juug and serve but still ain't got enough money
How the f*ck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings not mutual, but still do for her
He turned his back on his brother, that's what they say 'bout him
He took them boys out the gutter 'cause they gon' spray 'bout him
Writer: Tyquian Terrel Bowman, Durk D. Banks, Keshawn Lawson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Performed By: Quando Rondo
From Album: QPac
Written by: Tyquian Terrel Bowman, Durk D. Banks, Keshawn Lawson