Quando Rondo - Nothing Else Matters (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Quando Rondo - Nothing Else Matters (en) Lyrics
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House by the lake, my mother straight,
ayy, nothing else matters
I poured an eight inside my double
cup, codeine in my bladder
I never said that it was easy
climbing the ladder
I came a long way from the corner,
yeah, that's actual factors
I bought a brand new Birkin
bag for my main thing
I got way more than I ever had,
so no, I can't complain
No, you can't be my main,
so baby, maintain
See, I be coolin' with the Crips
and we be smoking dank
Lil Timmy quick to empty clips
like this the shooting range
Them niggas don't know how it feel
to be walking through rain, ayy
Leeky caught five years,
I miss my main man
'Cause I'll spend a whole five mil'
to get him out them chains
Forty thousand on baguetties,
'preciate Johnny Dang
I ain't with the he-say she-
say, tell you like a man
Even if I had a hundred mil', I
swear I'd still be the same
Young project baby from Eastville,
still on the corner I claim
I might hit the mall with the fellas
I promise we gon' all ball together,
we gon' all ball together
I told 'em off the wall
ain't no pressure
We gon' stack it tall and get this
cheddar, it gon' be better
I don't do plain jane,
VVS's my necklace
Ho, you a damn shame, suckin'
dick in the Tesla
I'm on South Beach with the baddest
baddie, I'm smokin' pressure
Peezy fantastic with plastic,
wrap it with no compressor
Can't slip, just purchased the new
G-Wagen, they need to catch up
I tried to tell 'em what's really
happenin', they hate I'm next up
Deep in these streets, they know what
crackin', I'm never gon' let up
I'm tryna figure out what happened,
thought this was forever
I did her wrong, I fucked her good,
now she think that I love her
Yeah, shootouts in the neighborhood,
I come straight from the gutter
Yeah, taking flights in my G Nikes,
I perfected my hustle
Stood on that block from day to night,
I worked the triple double
Ooh, child, things are
gonna get easier
Ooh, child, well, things
are gonna get brighter
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