My Killer Comin

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Quando Rondo

Tyquian Terrel Bowman, known professionally as Quando Rondo, is an American rapper, singer, and producer from Savannah, Georgia who is currently signed to the Atlantic Records imprint, Never Broke Again, LLC. He initially gained attention with the release of his song "I Remember" featuring Lil Baby in January 2018. He has since released two mixtapes, Life B4 Fame and Life After Fame. more »

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Pooh you a fool for this (hah)
Hear this shit ayy, ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm
Ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm, ayy quando Rondo nigga

I got some voices in my head
I guess sometimes they wanna chat
Faith in the bible by the bed
Trust in the Glock under my mat
Reminiscing ‘bout the choices that I
Made in the past
Broken promise from my mama
Father please take it back
Two deck of cards, life a gamble
Let’s go head roll the dice
I pray to god that they do not
They let off shots through the night
Live by the gun, die by the sword
I guess I live by the knife
This in the name of Sosa, boy
I’ll have you killed by the night
And, I say, i had to face the fact that
They gon’ creep through the night
I know that my killer comin’ like
A thief through the night
My heart steady thumping
It’s hard to sleep through the night
When all I know the street life
Decisions I made
I know that they ain’t right
Gotta look both ways when you
Livin’ the street life
I feel like death ‘round the corner
That’s why i’m traumatized
Drop a blue flag on my grave
Then throw yo’ C’s up high

They telling me the way I live gon’ get
Me killed but I don’t give no f*ck
They expected me to keep it
Real when them niggas
They never showed no love
They questioned me like
"Did you give to them niggas
You claimin’ that’s yo’ thugs
My mama know i’m in the
Field with the hittas
I got my pistol tucked paint me the image
And my nigga burn the picture up
The perfect time to slang that iron with
They tryna zip ‘em up
One day fasho, my nigga dyin’ for a check
It can get real enough
Straight down the middle, walk
The line like a
They know I can’t be touched
Nobody asked you
They claimed to murderer a black dude
Who had a black tool
They said "He hopped out
With some black shoes
His flag was black blue"
They said "He ran down with a Mac tool
He comin’ at you"
"Give it up befo’ I blast you"
Go ahead and whack dude
I drop a 10, then spin again
You know they comin’ back through
That pussy boy said he gon’ whack who
I’m bussin’ back too
Don’t wait to realize i was real
Once my casket pass through

I got some voices in my head
I guess sometimes they wanna chat
Faith in the bible by the bed
Trust in the Glock under my mat
Reminiscing ‘bout the choices that I
Made in the past
Broken promise from my mama
Father please take it back
Two deck of cards, life a gamble
Let’s go head roll the dice
I pray to god that they do not
They let off shots through the night
Live by the gun, die by the sword
I guess I live by the knife
This in the name of Sosa, boy
I’ll have you killed by the night
And, I say, i had to face the fact that
They gon’ creep through the night
I know that my killer comin’ like
A thief through the night
My heart steady thumping
It’s hard to sleep through the night
When all I know the street life
Decisions I made
I know that they ain’t right
Gotta look both ways when you
Livin’ the street life
I feel like death ‘round the corner
That’s why i’m traumatized
Drop a blue flag on my grave
Then throw yo’ C’s up high

F*ck blood niggas get shot up in da hood
F*ck 69

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