Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Downfall, artist - Quando Rondo. Date of issue: 24.08.2020
Song language: English
Downfall |
| Goddamn man |
| (Ill Will made this beat bounce) |
| Same old niggas that I die for |
| Same old niggas that I slide for |
| (Yeah, Neb on another level) |
| Same old niggas that I cry for |
| Same old niggas I set a riot for |
| Lil' hit me up |
| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall» |
| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city |
| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety |
| Lil' hit me up |
| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall» |
| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city |
| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety |
| Couldn’t left my dawg, I ain’t talked to dude in a while |
| I told him keep his head up, it ain’t no losing his trial |
| I can see it in your momma face that she super stressed out |
| She reminisced back in the day when you was her only child |
| But on the other end, I been chasin' Benjamin’s |
| And the crazy part about it, innocent |
| I can’t trust no fam, can’t trust no friend |
| I feel like «Who gon' hold it down 'til the very end?» |
| Nobody |
| I can’t go to sleep without a pole by me |
| Who told the youngins in the trenches I’m a role model? |
| Old dirty Glock with that extension got 'bout four bodies |
| And when I pull up to the mall, I’m with the mob and we got four choppers |
| They tryna see where I be at, they tryna see what I’m on |
| I’m ridin' round clutchin' on that MAC, he play, I’m bustin' his dome |
| See I done been to hell and back like I’m a long way from home |
| Same niggas cross me, can’t call my phone |
| Lil' hit me up |
| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall» |
| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city |
| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety |
| Lil' hit me up |
| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall» |
| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city |
| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety |
| They sent lil' Leaky to the feds, they gave my nigga a pound |
| I know my nigga mad at me I don’t never go and see his child |
| He signed a letter to the game like y’all gon' hold it down |
| My nigga say he losin' faith, he feel like nobody gon' stick around |
| I see you wellin' in your face, especially when you frown |
| They got lil' Pablo in the cage and he locked down |
| Pablo told me he can’t even take a day off 'cause the lawyer sayin' that the DA |
| takin' on the trial |
| I know you hopin' and wishin' that this get over with and finished |
| It’s only two things come with thuggin', yeah, that’s dead and prison |
| Deep down inside, you feel the sickest conscience of consequences |
| Ma tried to tell you way back then but you just didn’t want to listen |
| Feel like the love they show you fake so you just try to keep distance |
| Come from a jail wall every day like tell me what am I missing |
| Ain’t nothin' change about that game, bros act like you still in the kitchen |
| This shit a shame, I can’t even trust grandma grandson |
| Lil' hit me up |
| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall» |
| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city |
| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety |
| Lil' hit me up |
| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall» |
| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off |
| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city |
| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety |
| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety |