Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Up Next, 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
Up Next |
| I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest |
| Don’t hit my line 'cause I ain’t got time if it ain’t 'bout a check |
| Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like lil bro you up next |
| They prayin' on my downfall, but fuck 'em, I’m next |
| I put some shit inside my past that I still don’t regret |
| And I got some shit that’s on my mind that I still won’t confess |
| I told that lil ho that she fine, I got her obsessed |
| Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette |
| These lame ass niggas can’t catch up |
| Want beef, I’ma put 'em in a stretcher |
| On the street we gon' creep when it’s pressure |
| Guarantee that a nigga get wet up |
| One at night, I won’t let up |
| Two fingers, one thumb, throw the set up, the set |
| About the gang niggas know I never stand down |
| Disrespect my name, swear to God he gettin' ran down |
| Live life broke, now the youngin got the bands now |
| She ain’t wanna let me fuck, now that ho a fan now |
| Designer on me bitch, I’m fly just like jet |
| Sippin' lean, pourin' all this Hi-Tech |
| I bought a house but I still be in them projects |
| Gang, gang, gang gang gang, gang |
| I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest |
| Don’t hit my line 'cause I ain’t got time if it ain’t 'bout a check |
| Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like lil bro you up next |
| They prayin' on my downfall, but fuck 'em, I’m next |
| I put some shit inside my past that I still don’t regret |
| And I got some shit that’s on my mind that I still won’t confess |
| I told that lil ho that she fine, I got her obsessed |
| Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette |
| I’m blessed that I’m up next, ain’t hate or get upset |
| I just waited my turn, I can’t go back, no fuck that |
| These niggas so suspect, super friendly, can’t trust that |
| That FN, I still clutch that |
| All in public, I can’t help it, I’m still thuggin' |
| Even though I rap, I know you probably notice that |
| The shit these rappers go through, I won’t go for that |
| You’ll get forty holes for that |
| Shitted on my dreams when I was local, now how I’m 'posed to act? |
| Ain’t ride but want a chauffeur back, you a whole ho for that |
| 'Cause niggas ain’t give me no handouts |
| So many excuses until they ran out |
| But I kept it movin' and I’m the man now |
| And the only way that they gon' see me is if they sittin' in them stands now |
| I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest |
| Don’t hit my line 'cause I ain’t got time if it ain’t 'bout a check |
| Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like lil bro you up next |
| They prayin' on my downfall, but fuck 'em, I’m next |
| I put some shit inside my past that I still don’t regret |
| And I got some shit that’s on my mind that I still won’t confess |
| I told that lil ho that she fine, I got her obsessed |
| Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette |
| Yeah, and that’s on that nation man |
| Guwop Hussein bitch |
| I’m Farakhan to these streets nigga |
| I be really uh, preachin' that real knowledge, you know |
| Shout out to my nigga uh, Quando Rondo, you know what I’m sayin' |
| You know we gon' bless the streets with this bitch right here, you know |
| From Baton Rouge to Savannah Georgia |
| All the way retarded with us, gang |
| It’s up now nigga, up next |
| Ain’t no skippin' me, tippin' me, it’s up |