Lyrics From the Bottom – Quando Rondo
Damn, Clemsy, you stepped on this one
‘Cause I like it
Go crazy, AG
Like it
‘Cause I like it
I, ’cause I like it
I, ’cause I like it
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Lil’ shawty exotic, that’s just how I like it
Thirty-two thousand, I spend on Versace
When I first hit the lick, it was all ’bout the money
If you have my kid, I’ma fix up your body
We go board on the private, the dock to Miami
Extention cord, got it stuffed in my fanny
I ran up more in the pandemic
Got this s**t off the floor, ain’t no handouts
When I hopped out the Porsche, had them bands out
Made her get a abortion, she fanned out
Mama, look at your boy, he a man now
Youngin jumped out the porch, now his man down
When the yola came in, it was tan-brown
Used to think that I can’t, but I can now
I just laugh to the bank with the bands now
Got a hundred in change, you get ran down
I came a long way from the bottom
And I did it with the bros
I came a long way from the ‘partments
Posted by the corner store
I came a long way from the projects
Winter time, we used the stove
And, I came a long way, in the process
My heart turned cold
They say it’s cheaper to keep her, but, no, I don’t want her
I pass the b**ch right to the homie
I keep that heat tucked when I be out grindin’ ’cause I know these n**gas they wanna come h0e me
I rather do this s**t all by my lonely
All by myself, no, I don’t need a army
I’m blowin’ Purple baby like it’s Bonnie
I spend ’bout 38 inside the Barney’s
Shawty say that I drip like a n**ga from Harlem
Told my team that it’s over, let’s go chase the commas
And, I’m ’bout to lean over while geeked up on molly
My lil’ n**ga should’ve did what I taught him
Got that lean by the case, couple cases, I caught ’em
Brand new i8, I’ma give it to Pablo
Bros that cookin’ up yay, just to fill up his pockets
F**k it up, let it spray, I don’t want to do talkin’
Whole hundred racks, f**k that up in the club
I know she got my back, I’m a motherf**kin’ thug
Steady sippin’ on Act’, that’s them two double cups
I’ma count up these racks while I do all these drugs
Now, my neck and wrist wet like a swimmin’ pool
I done traded the ‘Vette for a two-door coupe
Swear it’s so many b**ches, it’s hard to choose
I still go to the trenches with all these blues
I came a long way from the bottom
I came a long way from the ‘partments
I came a long way from the bottom
I came a long way from the projects
Lil’ shawty exotic, that’s just how I like it
Thirty-two thousand, I spend on Versace
When I first hit the lick, it was all ’bout the money
If you have my kid, I’ma fix up your body
We go board on the private, the dock to Miami
Extention cord, got it stuffed in my fanny
I ran up more in the pandemic
Got this s**t off the floor, ain’t no handouts
When I hopped out the Porsche, had them bands out
Made her get a abortion, she fanned out
Mama, look at your boy, he a man now
Youngin jumped out the porch, now his man down
When the yola came in, it was tan-brown
Used to think that I can’t, but I can now
I just laugh to the bank with the bands now
Got a hundred in change, you get ran down
I came a long way from the bottom
And I did it with the bros
I came a long way from the ‘partments
Posted by the corner store
I came a long way from the projects
Winter time, we used the stove
And, I came a long way, in the process
My heart turned cold…
➤ Written by Quando Rondo, AG & Clemsy Beats
Album: Recovery
Produced by AG & Clemsy Beats
Quando Rondo | 2023
