Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jakiyah , by - Quando Rondo. Release date: 08.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jakiyah |
| Oh, oh, oh, yeah |
| (Did Sean John make this?) |
| QRN |
| (Xclusive made it) |
| Piano sound like a violin |
| I think it’s time to leave the town, too much violence |
| I know you not gon' hold me down, so close my door, bitch, you ain’t riding |
| I blew my past off, then frowned, it’s very rare you catch me smiling |
| And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel |
| Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet, I wanna give her |
| Fifty thousand, I done spent on Mike Amiri denim |
| On some fly shit, 'til they kill me, I’ma rock out with my niggas |
| This shit getting deeper, backseat of that Rolls-Royce sliding |
| I got nothing but some hurt and pain from these diamonds |
| Twenty thousand on a chain, don’t get stained 'cause that mine, bitch |
| I’m steady swerving lane to lane, hand on that flame, I’ma die with it |
| Girl, how you treat me I’m average when I treat you like you perfect? |
| We knock down buildings, 9/11, murder she wrote all in cursive |
| Ask how I’m feeling, brand new Birkin, lil' shorty don’t even deserve it |
| Girl, you can get it 'cause I got it, the only reason I purchase |
| It’s late night, geeked up off the Addy, two double cups got me swerving |
| I’m working, 2:50 in the morning, birds chirping |
| My nigga told me I’m tripping 'cause I’m the reason that you leveled up |
| Just tryna find out what I’m missing, the reason that I sip double cups |
| No, you don’t love me like the way I love you |
| I look around, it ain’t no one to trust |
| I swear, it’s times that I get tired of thugging |
| That’s just my pride, but I don’t feel like fuck you |
| I’m just speaking on my life, this ain’t make believe |
| I can see it in your eyes, you ain’t made for me |
| I’m hurting myself, helping everyone else |
| I guess it’s time I put an end to it, oh, oh |
| So my Glock on the shelf |
| I just got off the phone with lil' shorty, first thing she asked me what I been |
| doing, I said |
| And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel |
| Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet, I wanna give her |
| Fifty thousand, I done spent on Mike Amiri denim |
| On some fly shit, 'til they kill me, I’ma rock out with my niggas |
| This shit getting deeper, backseat of that Rolls-Royce sliding |
| I got nothing but some hurt and pain from these diamonds |
| Twenty thousand on a chain, don’t get stained 'cause that mine, bitch |
| I’m steady swerving lane to lane, hand on that flame, I’ma die with it |
| Pull up with the Jeep, riding with my heat, mmm |
| I just want a streets |
| I just really, really want a bitch who out for me, yeah, yeah |
| Shorty say that I give that straight D-O-P-E, yeah |
| How I’ma put that codeine down when I ain’t got no one to lean on? |
| It’s hard to see it in your face when you around like you don’t fiend for me |
| Damn, that pussy wet like water and I love it when she cream on me |
| So her neck filled up with water, I don’t never wanna leave 'em |
| True Religion, Mari, you look better with them jeans on |
| Fendi, Gucci, Prada, I done spent like fifty G’s on |
| Off in the gym like Coach Carter, no Michael Jordan, shoot above the rim |
| The same one love I got for daughter the same one love that I got for Lul Tim |
| My heart filled with fire, I need you to come and heal me |
| I’m so in love with Jakiyah, but she’s so young that she don’t feel me |
| You labeled me as a liar, but I’m like how? |
| 'Cause this the real me |
| Right on my side, I keep fire 'cause I can’t let nobody steal me |
| And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel |
| Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet, I wanna give her |
| Fifty thousand, I done spent on Mike Amiri denim |
| On some fly shit, 'til they kill me, I’ma rock out with my niggas |
| This shit getting deeper, back seat of that Rolls-Royce sliding |
| I got nothing but some hurt and pain from these diamonds |
| Twenty thousand on a chain, don’t get stained 'cause that mine, bitch |
| I’m steady swerving lane to lane, hand on that flame, I’ma die with it |