Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Project Kid, 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
Project Kid |
| Grrah, young nigga on some project shit |
| Young nigga on some project shit, ayy |
| Quando Rondo nigga |
| Young nigga on some project shit, harder than a project brick |
| Pack of Newports and Actavis, yeah that’s my starter kit |
| I put my Glizzy on my hip and flag to my left |
| I’d rather be judged by six than carried by twelve |
| Time in that cell made me realize, niggas don’t show real love |
| I empty out that jet for what that make me fill that clip up |
| Ridin' 'behind my kinfolk, shout out Leaky, yeah it’s crip love |
| I got a couple exes, I ain’t gon' lie, I know I still love |
| On the paddy wagon, head down 'cause I was handcuffed |
| Multiple fights in juvenile, I had to get my hands up |
| Kicking in them doors, shit I had to get my bands up |
| If it’s pressure with them niggas we gon' hit him in his mans up |
| Jumped up off the porch, money hungry, streets was starvin' me |
| First time slangin' iron was with Rufus, thuggin' on Orange Street |
| Fell in love with R&B, Purp said rap what you live |
| Justin hit me up on the road sayin' that Quahfee got killed, this shit real |
| Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep |
| Keep me safely through the night, and wake me with the morning light |
| If I should die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take |
| Before I walk up out this door, I gotta grab that thirty-eight |
| Young nigga on some project shit, harder than a project brick |
| Pack of Newports and Actavis, yeah that’s my starter kit |
| I put my Glizzy on my hip and flag to my left |
| I’d rather be judged by six than carried by twelve |
| Time in that cell made me realize, niggas don’t show real love |
| I empty out that jet for what that make me fill that clip up |
| Ridin' 'behind my kinfolk, shout out Leaky, yeah it’s crip love |
| I got a couple exes, I ain’t gon' lie, I know I still love |
| Growin' up where I’m from, a dope dealer was my role model |
| Auntie smokin', grandmama addicted to the pill bottle |
| Got some niggas down the road think I forgot, but I still got 'em |
| Told such and such to chill with such and such but he still shot him |
| Rapper platinum in the industry, I’m goin' platinum in the streets |
| I’m not LeBron James, I promise I’ll never leave the heat |
| A nigga will leave you six feet deep, stretched out on the block |
| Jaden came to visitation, they told me Ralfy got knocked, I was shocked |
| Taking a closer look at the crime numbers in Savannah, get this: |
| there have been thirty one homicides this year. |
| But we’re digging deeper, |
| uncovering the number of unsolved murders in Savannah… Life in prison |
| without the possibility of parole |
| Young nigga on some project shit, harder than a project brick |
| Pack of Newports and Actavis, yeah that’s my starter kit |
| I put my Glizzy on my hip and flag to my left |
| I’d rather be judged by six than carried by twelve |
| Time in that cell made me realize, niggas don’t show real love |
| I empty out that jet for what that make me fill that clip up |
| Ridin' 'behind my kinfolk, shout out Leaky, yeah it’s crip love |
| I got a couple exes, I ain’t gon' lie, I know I still love |