Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motivation, artist - Quando Rondo. Album song Life B4 Fame, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Motivation |
| Only reason why I went on that lick 'cause I got tired of hustlin' |
| Mama couldn’t pay the bills and I know she tired of strugglin' |
| Ever since I was lil one I ain’t had nothin' |
| Walk a mile in my shoes, you’ll see that I ain’t frontin' |
| I know one day I’m gon' make it, 'cause I grind for it |
| Distance myself from that fake shit, I ain’t got time for it |
| No, no, I ain’t got time for it, no no-oh-oh |
| Tryna stack my money tall like them twin towers |
| On your block I make it rain, that’s a bullet shower |
| I want money and respect, nigga, fuck the power |
| Hundred shooters comin' silent, that’s a hundred vowels |
| Tryna get money, nigga, fuck these bitches |
| In my own lane, yeah I’m on my road to riches |
| I just fuck then I duck 'em, I don’t love these bitches |
| Gave her my heart, she fucked that up, so I don’t trust these bitches |
| Plenty times in that cell, I caught a couple cases |
| First day out, no wasting time, I went back to them basics |
| I’m chasing dead faces, I’m feeling be-traited |
| I finally made it, them niggas they hatin' |
| The fact, damn my name was ringin' bells |
| Locked up in the cell, ain’t nobody on me pay my bail |
| Deep off in that water, I was swimmin' just like Michael Phelps |
| Lost my nigga Quaffy, I swear you ain’t know how it felt |
| Only reason why I went on that lick 'cause I got tired of hustlin' |
| Mama couldn’t pay the bills and I know she tired of strugglin' |
| Ever since I was lil one I ain’t had nothin' |
| Walk a mile in my shoes, you’ll see that I ain’t frontin' |
| I know one day I’m gon' make it, 'cause I grind for it |
| Distance myself from that fake shit, I ain’t got time for it |
| No, no, I ain’t got time for it, no no-oh-oh |
| I know Lil Lick he gon' kill for me |
| And I know that Rufus go hard for me |
| I know that Pac gon' send shots for me |
| Do drive-bys out all of them cars for me |
| OZ’ll take out his heart for me |
| Kenny did time in that yard for me |
| It’s a lot of shit Flash taught to me |
| It’s a lot of shit Flash taught to me |
| If it’s pressure with them niggas we gon' gun 'em down |
| When it’s beef bitch we creep, we gon' run you down |
| My favorite alphabet that K, it shoot a hundred rounds |
| Boom at the blood to cross the mouth about a hundred pounds |
| Potato on the barrel, swear that it won’t make a sound |
| And we ain’t squashing shit, you know I’ll lay you down |
| Leave 'em in the lost and found, I’m the sickest in my town |
| It get wicked in my town, so you better not play around |
| And you know we be on that gang shit |
| Disrespect that gang, swear to God you’ll get your brain split, yeah |
| RIP Quaffy three times |
| My niggas they with it, we just buried about three nines |
| Only reason why I went on that lick 'cause I got tired of hustlin' |
| Mama couldn’t pay the bills and I know she tired of strugglin' |
| Ever since I was lil one I ain’t had nothin' |
| Walk a mile in my shoes, you’ll see that I ain’t frontin' |
| I know one day I’m gon' make it, 'cause I grind for it |
| Distance myself from that fake shit, I ain’t got time for it |
| No, no, I ain’t got time for it, no no-oh-oh |