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Quando Rondo – Where Would I Be Lyrics
[Intro]
Killers at my front door, that’s all I know
(Thank you, RocKy)
QRN
And I’m on Mars right now
[Chorus]
Where would I be without this watch? Where would I be without this chain?
Where would I be without my dawg? Where would I be without my gang?
Where would I be if me and Pabb ain’t never took that flight to LA?
You’d be right here with me, nigga, instead of in the grave (Woah-woah)
In the grave (Woah-woah)
In the grave (Woah-woah)
Lord knows, sometimes, I pray (‘Times, I pray)
‘Times, I pray (‘Times, I pray)
‘Times, I pray
Down low, drop to my knees and pray (I just pray)
I just pray, I just pray
Slow-mo, I can’t put down this drank
Down this drank (Down this drank)
Down this drank (Down this drank)
Down this drank
That’s when brodie left me hurt inside
[Verse]
Heart broke, they don’t know what I’m feelin’
My goal’s stack it tall to the ceilin’
Nigga think that he wicked, he spoke on my nigga
We all out of the window, hit him with extensions
Okay, it’s plenty problems on my mental
I guess that I’m a product of the trenches
I took a whole lot and made more money, know Pabb say he would’ve did it
Niggas be cappin’, takin’ care of women
Don’t do shit for family, or neither they nigga
Maserati truck, I think it’s a rental
My bro get away, he the realest
When I walk through the door, I’ma smell like a million
It’s a quarter, the folks hangin’ up with the killers
The real ones label me the realest
[Chorus]
Where would I be without this watch? Where would I be without this chain?
Where would I be without my dawg? Where would I be without my gang?
Where would I be if me and Pabb ain’t never took that flight to LA?
You’d be right here with me, nigga, instead of in the grave (Woah-woah)
In the grave (Woah-woah)
In the grave (Woah-woah)
Lord knows, sometimes, I pray (‘Times, I pray)
‘Times, I pray (‘Times, I pray)
‘Times, I pray
Down low, drop to my knees and pray (I just pray)
I just pray, I just pray
Slow-mo, I can’t put down this drank
Down this drank (Down this drank)
Down this drank (Down this drank)
Down this drank
That’s when brodie left me hurt inside
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