Quando Rondo – Depression Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Depression – Quando Rondo

Youngin’ big blue
But deep inside, he like a red rose
Bank account on overload
But I’m still broke in spirit
Depression what he suffer from
Same words from Doctor Henry
It ain’t no love inside the slums
Know if they cut, they kill me

For sixty days and sixty nights
I been goin’ hard off this ecstasy
I pray to God that my killa
Don’t be a n**ga sittin’ next to me
Keep ya circle tight
This mornin’ Alicia sent a text to me
Like they just want ya spark
Reached for the stars
Youngin’ you blessed to see

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Pablo callin’ from the yard like Drop that s**t
It’s time to bless the streets
I had to make myself a boss
They want the sauce like What’s the recipe
Deep down inside I’m feelin’ lost
I got a pound for the ..
I’m bonding out my n**ga off
For the way he look, he wanna bury me

I was taught that loyalty is priceless
So true love shouldn’t cost a dime
I done been scarred by your love
So deep inside, my heart still cryin’
No, it don’t matter how far I look
For some reason, I can’t find
I keep abusin’ these drugs
To substitute what’s on my mind
I need someone to hold me down
And have my back just like my spine
I’ma let off shots from that four pound
And double back, empty the nine

I seen it in my grandma face
She was hurtin’ from Auntie
Feds did a sweep on 38th
We flushed the pills inside the toilet
Last night been tweakin’ off of Percocets
I’m steady hittin’ bars
Say I got the prints
Shawty can’t even abort me
When I was locked in juvenile
And called they phone them folks ignored me
But now they all suitcase-ready
Every time the plane gettin’ boarded
Who all on Instagram, flexin’
Can’t even sing or poppin’ no money
It ain’t no love inside my section
To the point where it ain’t funny

Just call from Uncle Teddy
Like Nephew, just keep on goin’
Guess I can’t seem to kick the drink
Day and night lean, I’m steady pourin’
Now, I’m designer head-to-toe
She ain’t wanna f**k when I wear Jordan’s
Might have a baby with this Haitian
B**ch just so my child be foreign

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I’m paper chasin’ in ’bout sixty
Ways, I gotta run up more
They was on the basketball court
When I was catchin’ time in court
Sometimes I gotta hit my knees
And pray like Please forgive me Lord
I’m steady caught up in my wicked ways
Grippin’ extension cords
Before I blew up, they ain’t root for me
I couldn’t get support
Now everybody wanna shoot for me
Just ’cause I liνe a ..
Reppin’ in this blocl city to city
Day and night I keep on tourin’
In fact, I know that they ain’t with me
The reason my heart so torn
The number one reason they hate
Because I made it out the storm
Penitentiary chances I take
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t born
No they can’t say they wasn’t warned

I was taught that loyalty is priceless
So true love shouldn’t cost a dime
I done been scarred by your love
So deep inside, my heart still cryin’
No, it don’t matter how far I look
For some reason, I can’t find
I keep abusin’ these drugs
To substitute what’s on my mind
I need someone to hold me down
And have my back just like my spine
I’ma let off shots from that four pound
And double back, empty the nine
Deep down inside, I’m steady cryin’…

➤ Written by Quando Rondo
Quando Rondo | 2020

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