I Swear lyrics

by

YoungBoy Never Broke Again


[Intro: Quando Rondo]
(Cxb know he go crazy)
Man, this sh*t crazy
I can't even go to sleep without my bible at the head of the bed, man (Nah, for real)
Uh, drug lovin', late night, guns bustin'
One hundred, straight thuggin', I love it
Uh, keep it tight, gun huggin', no tusslin'
Street life, married to the hood hustlin' (Spacy got this sauce, ho)

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
My codefendant folded on me, I can't even trust myself
He in there sick with no money, gettin' sicker in that cell
I get that picture they don't love me, I'm feelin' like, "Nah, for real"
My lil' n*gga told me he hungry, all he know is rob and kill
I swear, I swеar that the gang keep flowin', sippin' out a pint, a liter
I swear, I swеar that the pain keep showin', but he never act like he hurt

[Verse 1: Lul Timm]
All these bodies on my conscience, huh?
Crazy, catch him walkin' out a party, hop out, walk him down
Baby, I got cheddar on my noggin, my revolver out
Lasers, I got stretchers, I got coffins in my mama house
They praise them all on Dida, I been thuggin' at my grandma house
Bodies, I got plenty, they won't go away
Top shotta, I got plenty, no way, José
Plenty cases I done beat, who your lawyer? I'ma pay him
Undefeated in the streets, I know they plottin' just to take him
[Bridge: Quando Rondo]
Ashes, ashes, wanna take my life
I take a gamble every time I'm goin' up on 'em, woah
Caskets, caskets, come and take a ride
Before I let 'em catch me slippin', I'll do time in the hole

[Interlude: Quando Rondo]
Oh, you know it took me some time to figure out that they ain't gon' vouch for us for real
They gon' vouch for a dollar bill
But sh*t, we ballin', no, ain't no "I" in team
It's an "E" though, and it's an "E" in "We," and also it's an "E" in "f*ck 'em"

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Father, they plan on takin' my soul
Off in that water, they gotta know I'm wet
Don't play, shoot straight, I'ma hit 'em with it
Big 38, n*gga know I keep a semi
Got plenty money, known for whackin' n*ggas, you ain't f*ckin' with me
With this chrome, jack, 'til your death, I sleep myself, don't lay me down
pus*y-ass boy, we smoked on him, to keep it real, he wasn't even strong
They know that we poppin' sh*t, tell 'em all, "Make pain songs"
When you weak, gon' get they top peeled, tell they mama they ain't goin' home
Spin 'em all, f*ck the industry because my money long
Tryna put you straight to sleep, what type of time you on?
Dead body, don't need a home
Why? b*tch, 'cause they soul gone
For years, they planned on zippin' me, for years, they been gettin' rolled on
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
My codefendant folded on me, I can't even trust myself
He in there sick with no money, gettin' sicker in that cell
I get that picture they don't love me, I'm feelin' like, "Nah, for real"
My lil' n*gga told me he hungry, all he know is rob and kill
I swear, I swear that the gang keep flowin', sippin' out a pint, a liter
I swear, I swear that the pain keep showin', but he never act like he hurt
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