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quando rondo - pain & process lyrics

[intro]
(godd+mn, bj with another one)

[chorus]
better look both ways when you cross the street, you better not go be hard+head
i swear lil’ youngin from the slums just wanna be a hothead
two grams of blow from off the corner turned her to a snot+head
i’m where i’m at ’cause i stay humble through the pain and process
i thought you keep that sh+t one hundred, guess i was wrong about that
stayed out one night now i can’t come home, come on with the bullsh+t
i think my heart’s still on the corner where the pistols sparkin’
i done been crossed by closest homies, how the f+ck you top that?
i swear that we be chasing m&ms, yeah
he disrespect me, put an m on him, yeah
i swear that we be chasing m&ms, yeah
he disrespect me, put an m on him, ayy

[verse]
so many nights i cry, like rip to [ralphie?], yeah, i miss you, homes
ten bags from out the kitchen cabinet, trappin’, steady gettin’ low
with a daddy tryna raise his only family on the prison phone
from the way i live, know they won’t understand me ’cause i had to get my own
tryna to figure out why i’m not platinum and i’m snappin’ d+mn near every song
whole fifty thousand on this patek, we catch him, you know we get him gone
right back+to+back, my pistols blastin’, my rappin’, we tryna step on him
live by the knife, die by the ratchet, what’s crackin’, the type of time i’m on
i gained some love from off the corner
two double cups would get me in my zone
had on the mask way before they made corona
they [?] fake why they won’t leave me lone
that new g+wag’ sit up tall like a hummer
wait for the cash, i went and had a number
we get the packs and got the lowest numbers

- quando rondo lyrics

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