Still Doing Wrong - Quando Rondo

I’m with the crows in the valley so deep

Like fuck the road I know they wanna see me

I can’t complain but to this day I’m not where I wanna be

I think my heart skipped a beat

I start my day of bag chasing right by over thought

They quick to let that K off drag racing in the motorsport

Holes inside my shoes they used to laugh at me way back then

All that things I couldn’t afford when I look back, you know I buy them

Presidential Porsche like I be sliding 'round with Biden

It be the one your boy that can’t trust 'cause he not solid

I thought that you was proud of me, I walk out Gucci store styling

Far as I can see, if you my round, you get my right hand

I bet my youngin knock 'em off all on my word, ain’t gotta buy it

I’m Louis V’d down to my socks up to my head I’m living violent

She in the back like Rosa Parks, can’t even lie, she caught my eyelid

This shit get confidential, boy, I’m never speaking on what I did

And in the day, we had no choice, I had to make it home to my kids

This just a letter to that boy, still to this day don’t know what I did

We blew his brains down on the floor, like come and open up your ideas

Don’t know who I can trust no more, I’m full of pain, they don’t know how I feel

I told my shooter drive the car, she know my worth, I’m worth 'bout nine mil

I put all my trust inside this Ruger or this nine mill

I’m reminiscing passing time wishing that I could press rewind

I got a check up on my mind while I gotta check up on my mind

Lil' shawty must be got a flawless filter

She steady running 'round town looking artificial

Big AR or pistol

Watch the youngin walking down, his game official

I start my day of bag chasing right by over thought

They quick to let that K off drag racing in the motorsport

Holes inside my shoes they used to laugh at me way back then

All that things I couldn’t afford when I look back, you know I buy them

Presidential Porsche like I be sliding 'round with Biden

It be the one your boy that can’t trust 'cause he not solid

I thought that you was proud of me, I walk out Gucci store styling

Far as I can see, if you my round, you get my right hand

1942 gon' get her loose soon as the night hit

Fifteen hundred on some shoes, them Jimmy Choo that’s all for my bitch

Shawty my best I’m getting pussy off of my wrist

All a youngin know is shoot, we cock it back, let that 45 hit

I’ma spend my life inside this booth, I treat the mic like

How you from the jects and don’t know coupe you must be not really from 'round

here

Girl drop the neck inside a coupe, lil' shawty really got some fire head

Got back in 1992, I drip fly shit

Me not speak no English

I see Denver, Colorado from a different angle

Champagne living, popping bottles, oh Lord, I really thank you

I fucked a model, me don’t really know what her real name is

All I wanted was a dollar but it came with being famous

Hit up my line once the rain gone

Pour up a line and now it seem like all the pain gone

You left a knife inside my back, it be the main ones

I start my day off chasing racks, that’s for a fact, me and my day ones

I start my day of bag chasing right by over thought

They quick to let that K off drag racing in the motorsport

Holes inside my shoes they used to laugh at me way back then

All that things I couldn’t afford when I look back, you know I buy them

Presidential Porsche like I be sliding 'round with Biden

It be the one your boy that can’t trust 'cause he not solid

I thought that you was proud of me, I walk out Gucci store styling

Far as I can see, if you my round, you get my right hand