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Heartaches歌词完整版
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
