My Life Story Lyrics – Quando Rondo

(TJ produced it)
Ooh woah, oh-oh
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
(TJ got the keys jumpin’)
Oh, yeah
Sometimes I think about my life as a red rose
Some Guccis on, walking down the dead road, ayy

I had a dream about my killer just the night before
Hate to face the fact that love don’t live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
Guess I’m just a flower in a garden that will never grow
Heart been so cold so many times, come meet me at the crossroad
Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to [?] and stick to my own
Fifty-fifty I split them part and still come back for more
Just let Ricky hit me with backshots, he left me all on my own

Still I’m like ten toes, like fuck it, had a hard knock life as a child
Three, twenty-three or ninety-nine, got notified by the scout
Jumped off the porch, father in prison
Out in the streets, he left four children
Double the pain that I’ve been feeling
Never understood what that shit really meant
I’ma smoke the dope, right there by roof, since I grew up adopted
I rolled my bike down thirty-eight, then met them Crips that claim harder
Locked up [?] at an early age, that’s where I learned all my knowledge
Letter from my lil’ cousin Benny, sayin’ somebody killed Quarter
2016 judge let me out, I grew a passion for rappin’
Sixteen years old, all on my own, I had to go make it happen
So I put the music to the side, [?] introduced me to trappin’
I knew that shit, that wasn’t for me, right back to lights, camera, action
Hittin’ on the old school Pontiac, I used to rap the fake [?]
When I ain’t have a place to go, I stayed with Tim on the [?]
Now they on my dick, who been there for me? That’s one thing I remember
Oh you were legit from hitting licks, now you longer a member

I had a dream about my killer just the night before
Hate to face the fact that love don’t live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
Guess I’m just a flower in a garden that will never grow
Heart been so cold so many times, come meet me at the crossroad
Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to [?] and stick to my own
Fifty-fifty I split them part and still come back for more
Just let Ricky hit me with backshots, he left me all on my own

Second from first, I can’t accept it, out of all them things I can go for
Listen to OG preach like the reverend, we still ain’t got nothin’ to show for
Got tired of seeing Grandmas [?], looking to the sky like “Why? Oh Lord”
Live by the life, die by the Western, that’s the question for more boy
Didn’t make it out, was always dancin’, I couldn’t see the life from these lessons
Can I chase my dreams deep in the ghetto?
My uncle Tommy like “Go for it”
And the way I killed that shit so thorough, Lord, please send me a blessing
[?] them boys, knew I was special from that song in my section
‘Cause where I’m from, catch a body it’s a sighting, yeah
Whole lotta gang and diamonds, yeah
Whole lotta bullets flying, yeah
Whole lotta people dying, yeah
Whole lotta mommas crying, yeah
[?] war all about the streets
Them nights, just out there, he knows
[?] like one day we gon’ blow it
He tell me he gon’ see alright, through the fakes
I took a look back to my life, I see a dead rose

I had a dream about my killer just the night before
Hate to face the fact that love don’t live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
Guess I’m just a flower in a garden that will never grow
Heart been so cold so many times, come meet me at the crossroad
Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to [?] and stick to my own
Fifty-fifty I split them part and still come back for more
Just let Ricky hit me with backshots, he left me all on my own

Oh, oh whoa
I used to call you my lil’ bro, you went and brole the code
Oh
Sometimes I think about my life as a red rose
Rolling down in Melrose
Ayy, ayy