Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Now or Never, artist - Quando Rondo. Date of issue: 24.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Now or Never |
| Diamonds dancin', automatic |
| Bust alone but stuck in sadness |
| I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don’t matter |
| I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder |
| Sometimes I feel like I be hustlin' backwards |
| I don’t need trust, that for a bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way |
| Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a |
| millionaire (Yeah) |
| I would prolly be a trillionaire (Oh) |
| Two double cups and Adderall, sometimes I feel like I finally done lost it |
| Gotta pay the cost to be the boss so I’m like, «What it’s gon' cost?» |
| Most of these niggas filled with flaws so I don’t want 'em around me |
| These bitches easily give up drugs and I’d be damned if they clown me |
| I need a bitch who want for me like, fuck that, get her a round trip |
| B and stick right by the tree like we don’t want 'em around him |
| These bitches all for you and me, she eat the meat then she outta here |
| I spit my life all on these beats to see if you feel how I feel |
| Why the fuck I’m seeking for your love if I’m not lovin' myself? |
| After you leave, I’m just gon' thug, I don’t want nobody else |
| We watch them bleed all in the streets, he play with us then it’s death |
| I need that Percocets just like a smoker need meth |
| We ain’t murked 'em yet but you gon' see he goin' under my belt |
| I can’t keep fuckin' with lil' shawty, shit ain’t good for my health |
| Palm Angel denim, Mike Amiri, only thing that I wear |
| Boy, you a snake that’s filled with venom, up and aim at your hair |
| Diamonds dancin', automatic |
| Bust alone but stuck in sadness |
| I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don’t matter |
| I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder |
| Sometimes I feel like I be hustlin' backwards |
| I don’t need trust, that for a bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way |
| Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a |
| millionaire (Yeah) |
| I would prolly be a trillionaire (Oh) |
| I cut you off without no scissors |
| Tell me why the fuck lil' shawty keep callin'? |
| It’s different levels to the system, on my own, I’ve been ballin' |
| Clutchin' my metal, tinted windows, five percent when I’m rollin' |
| Trappin' ain’t dead, these niggas scared, I’m tryna bust it wide open |
| Right now, shit movin' slow motion, but I can’t trip |
| I’m steady pourin' out my pain in this soda potion, I sell |
| The glizzy gang, don’t ever ask if I’m totin', it’s on my hip |
| 60 Gang, I really love, rich and rollin', but you ain’t real |
| I got a fetish for them hoes who don’t love me, whole time you in it for them |
| fuckin' racks |
| I see y’all niggas be fuckin' with niggas, knowin' they some fuckin' rats |
| I see y’all niggas be lovin' women, be fuckin' when they turn their back |
| And we on go when I turn on the map, my heart so cold and I can’t even cap |
| Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a |
| billionaire (Yeah) |
| I would prolly be a billionaire (Oh) |
| Diamonds dancin', automatic |
| Bust alone but stuck in sadness |
| I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don’t matter |
| I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder |
| Sometimes I feel like I be hustlin' backwards |
| I don’t need trust, that for a bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way |
| Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a |
| millionaire (Yeah) |
| I would prolly be a trillionaire (Oh) |