ฟังเพลงHeartaches

Heartaches - Quando Rondo

Lyrics by：Tyquain Bowman/Traevon Walker/Isaiah Folkes/Kevin Varol/Tril Wil

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And now I'm in the studio with

My n***a Cxb he turned the P's

Makes me sick

3000PM on the Hellcat I'ma stomp it off

Them project houses

I ain't see 'em when I lost my bro

Youngin wildin youngin never had a million dollars

But he can show you how to run down

Empty out that Glock

My uncle sittin' in the prison

Catching all the boxes

We suffer from the same feelings

Steady takin' losses

I know this **** here in the game

Watch out for triple crosses

You wearin' merch from them boys

Gang no more my diamonds

I swear my faith goin' no way

Heartbreak Band-Aid lost a homie

Yellow tape broad day we be on that

Trey-eight AK run a four flat

My n***a died to get him back I be hopin'

It's hard to go sleep at night because

I seen him bust open

Like come and join the rough riders

Every time we ride we be rollin'

Know life is all 'bout survival

Every time we slide we be totin'

I feel the pain from my mans

I been really with him

Lowkey I be steady switchin'

Lanes five percent the window

Ridin' 'round with that flame

Rubber bands we gon' make 'em hit 'em

I done made a whole hundred grand

Came up from a nickel

She can't come around and be my bae

'Less she **** my n***as

Monkey in the middle take this pack

And throw it to the prison

Started from the bottom like I'm Drake

Now I got a million

All I read is make a call or make a say

Uncle vacuum seal 'em Let's go

My uncle sittin' in the prison

Catching all the boxes

We suffer from the same feelings

Steady takin' losses

I know this **** here in the game

Watch out for triple crosses

You wearin' merch from them boys

Gang no more my diamonds

I swear my faith goin' no way

Heartbreak Band-Aid lost a homie

Yellow tape broad day we be on that

Trey-eight AK run a four flat

Facts we gon' trap 'em all out a bando

Extension clip inside

The MAC'll leave a crack in his window

For my lil dog 'cross the tracks

Who wear a mask and he kick doors

Just tryna run up some racks

So he can move all his kinfolk

I tried so hard but I just can't quit them double cups

Crip be sellin' hard on 38 tryna double up

Life behind them bars murder case on another level

I been goin' hard tryna get paid on another level

New two-car garage park the Wraith on the yard

My uncle he caught life in the state broke my heart

Skated on them high-speed chase in the car

I done earned my stripes jumpin' gates

Playin' cards

Let's go

My uncle sittin' in the prison

Catching all the boxes

We suffer from the same feelings

Steady takin' losses

I know this **** here in the game

Watch out for triple crosses

You wearin' merch from them boys

Gang no more my diamonds

I swear my faith goin' no way

Heartbreak Band-Aid lost a homie

Yellow tape broad day we be on that

Trey-eight AK run a four flat