Letra de Trophies - Quando Rondo

(Cxb, know he go crazy)

One time, one time, send it up to the savior (Hey, DVOSK)

Uh

(Yo, vicky)

Oh

One time send a prayer to the savior

This for my nigga locked in prison, or the one in the graveyard (Oh)

Inshallah, can you do me a favor?

Open my eyes so I can separate the real from the fake ones (Yeah)

Check how I kick it, new Reebok tennis

We send a blessin' to the sky before we load up and spin it

Big Smith & Wesson on my side, you trust somebody, you silly

Shit, I'm a ticket, if they catch me they collectin' a million

Stupid decisions got my nigga doin' ten up in prison

We was born to take a fall, that's just the color our skin is

Baby girl, I need you on my side just from the way that I'm livin'

I'm in my aunty Freda house, I'm poppin' Perkys, prescripted

I poured a half a liter out, and then this song got invented

Unc' said, "Don't pull that heater out unless you shootin' to kill it"

I'm livin' life just like a rockstar

I could never plead the fifth if I'm guilty

All these bodies on my conscious got me feelin' like Timmy

California reppin', independent, pistol slangin', I'm bangin'

To the day I die, you know I'm in it, until then, I maintain it

I tote that fire

Peezy a trapper, fifty-five for a painkiller

He don't comply, he got to die

You see that rapper, I stained him

Three-hundred-thousand up in twenties

Who go the hardest? We catch him

Cxb, he record me like a artist, met that boy up in Texas

Pab tryna dodge these RICO charges like Young Thug, that my best friend

Bitch, I'm a problem and I promise, you gon' leave on a stretcher

And I just wanna rock this size, from Miami to Texas

Plain Jane Rollie on my wife, I spent a buck on a neckless

Say, "Lil' whoadie, I'm just grindin', tryna run me a check up"

He spent six-figures on her body back-to-back, she next up

Check how I kick it, new Reebok tennis

We send a blessin' to the sky before we load up and spin it

Big Smith & Wesson on my side, you trust somebody, you silly

Shit, I'm a ticket, if they catch me they collectin' a million

Stupid decisions got my nigga doin' ten up in prison

We was born to take a fall, that's just the color our skin is

Baby girl, I need you on my side just from the way that I'm livin'

I'm in my aunty Freda house, I'm poppin' Perkys, prescripted

I poured a half a liter out, and then this song got invented

Unc' said, "Don't pull that heater out unless you shootin' to kill it"

I'm livin' life just like a rockstar

I could never plead the fifth if I'm guilty

All these bodies on my conscious got me feelin' like Timmy

You know, I ain't, I ain't really trippin' on this shit that they call life

You know 'cause we live to die, you know?

You know, I'ma die filthy rich though, you know? Fuck 'em

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