Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Testimony, 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
Testimony |
| It’s just the life before fame |
| It’s just the life before fame |
| Na na na, na na, na na, ayy, ayy |
| Quando Rondo nigga |
| My mama ask me how it feel to be in this position |
| To be honest mama, I swear that this just the beginning |
| Then she said baby don’t you stop 'til you at the finish |
| Don’t forget you came a long way from them trenches |
| Preach to 'em like a reverend, make them niggas listen |
| This my testimony, can I get a witness? |
| These niggas so phony, they ain’t really with me |
| These bitches so phony, they ain’t really with me, yeah |
| See I came from a city, a lot of blood, lot of sixties |
| A lot of AK’s and glizzys, a lot of Pampers be shitty |
| I’m from where they don’t show no pity, a lot of shooting and killin' |
| See off the drugs they be trippin', swear all my life I been crippin' |
| Niggas be killin' 'bout bitches and killers turnin' to snitches |
| Sho lost his life to the system, good niggas always fall victim |
| These niggas snakes filled with venom, plenty nights we ain’t had dinner |
| Pistol tucked tight in my denims, Rabbit lost his life just last winter |
| You see like nowadays real and fake don’t get seperated |
| Charges in another county pending, I’m still fighting cases |
| They say I changed up, once I came up I just elevated |
| I was full of pain bruh, I fuck around and fell in love with jadin' |
| If we ain’t beefin' 'bout no money we ain’t beefin', life is too short |
| We want all the smoke bitch, like a Newport |
| Just like a Newport, yeah yeah |
| My mama ask me how it feel to be in this position |
| To be honest mama, I swear that this just the beginning |
| Then she said baby don’t you stop 'til you at the finish |
| Don’t forget you came a long way from them trenches |
| Preach to 'em like a reverend, make them niggas listen |
| This my testimony, can I get a witness? |
| These niggas so phony, they ain’t really with me |
| These bitches so phony, they ain’t really with me, yeah |
| Peezy, oh, no they ain’t really with me |
| Keep my pistol inches from my hand, I know they out to get me |
| Robbin' niggas just to feed my family, now they out to kill me |
| Dirty world, especially where I roam, man this shit get filthy |
| Sorry it’s hard to be friendly, my cousin got killed by his friend |
| I’m not a killer but don’t push me, I hit your block in that van |
| Gave him an offer and he took it, now he tellin' on his best man |
| He was hard in the street shit, now he tellin' on the stand |
| People keep asking me how it feel to be in this position |
| I like the money but the fame could leave, shit I ain’t trippin' |
| Five point seven fillin' up my FN, so I ain’t slippin' |
| Try to take somethin', I’ma shake somethin' and leave your body drippin |
| My mama ask me how I feel, I say a lot done changed |
| Everything different but the pain, yeah that’s gon' stay the same |
| Mama keep askin' me how I feel, I say a lot done changed |
| Everything different but the pain |
| My mama ask me how it feel to be in this position |
| To be honest mama, I swear that this just the beginning |
| Then she said baby don’t you stop 'til you at the finish |
| Don’t forget you came a long way from them trenches |
| Preach to 'em like a reverend, make them niggas listen |
| This my testimony, can I get a witness? |
| These niggas so phony, they ain’t really with me |
| These bitches so phony, they ain’t really with me, yeah |
| This my testimony, can I get a witness? |
| These bitches so phony, they ain’t really with me, yeah |