Caught Up In My Thoughts - Quando Rondo

Pipe that shit up TnT

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This for my niggas in prison that stay calling from the jail phone

You know I ain’t rap about my life in a lil' minute so listen

Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend

Like who gon' hold it down to the end

Who can I call to vent

Don’t ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again

From Juvenile I send 'em letters they ain’t pick up the pen

My mama always used to say you need a change of friends

Like what’s the difference nigga now and then, I knew it’s a sin

I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop

I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects

Late night scheming

Dope boy dreaming

I’ma put my

Make sure they know the real meaning

I was just late night scheming

Dope boy dreaming

I think about our past relations, like you let it come between us

I’m thinking about a lot of secrets that people don’t know

Mama was struggling, the reason I jumped off the porch

I made a promise to be solid and stick to the code

Weight on my shoulders but it’s so much I must take edibles

My cousin crossed me I took that to the chin

Thinking about Leeky got my dawg in the pen

You know we bank, bringin' M’s

Tell you my struggles girl sit back let me vent

I got in trouble tryna hustle mama couldn’t pay the rent

I don’t want no stripe selling white

Sittin' in that cell with nobody

I know you sleeping probably

A heart to Quahfee I wanna tell you I’m sorry

You supposed to be with me now skirting off in this rari'

Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend

Like who gon' hold it down to the end

Who can I call to vent

Don’t ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again

From Juvenile like sending letters they pick up the pen

My mama always used to say you need a change of friends

Like what’s the difference nigga now and then, I knew it’s a sin

I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop

I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects

The strangest things will make 'em hate, like why they envy, yeah yeah

Better change your mans if you uppin' and a nigga don’t ask

Better change the plans, fuck a Maybach I want the Bentley truck

I-95 I went hellcat came back with a brick boss up

Bought some new shoes, I stepped in mud

You facing two words from the judge

I look around they switching up

When they fell down and couldn’t get up

I picked 'em up when they was struggling

I don’t give a fuck 'bout all that cousin shit

Marriage is that Christian wife and husband shit

I’m tryna put together puzzles

Like how the fuck I lose because of this

What would 2Pac say about the struggle

This who I spray because it’s governments

Come into Qpac fuck the politics

I know that taught us how to fall in love with a project bitch

Always been on some project shit

Niggas don’t even

I’m stayin' down I’m tryna run up an M

Walked in the building like the picture I’m him

These niggas know that I’m him

Since I been up seems like the fake love is real

Mama the bills gon' get paid long as we got vacuum zips

Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend

Like who gon' hold it down to the end

Who can I call to vent

Don’t ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again

From Juvenile like sending letters they pick up the pen

My mama always used to say you need a change of friends

Like what’s the difference nigga now and then, I knew it’s a sin

I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop

I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects

I gotta tell them niggas this (Ayy)

This for my niggas in them prisons steady calling through the jail phone

Ayy

Q-R-N

This for my niggas on Carl Griffin steady calling through the jail phone

Quando Rondo nigga