Up Next lyrics

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest
Don't hit my line 'cause I ain't got time if it ain't 'bout a check
Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like lil bro you up next
They prayin' on my downfall, but f*ck 'em, I'm blessed
I put some sh*t inside my past that I still don't regret
And I got some sh*t that's on my mind that I still won't confess
I told that lil ho that she fine, I got her obsessed
Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette

[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
These lame ass n*ggas can't catch up
Want beef, I'ma leave 'em in a stretcher
On the street we gon' creep when it's pressure
Guarantee that a n*gga get wet up
One at night promise I never let up
Two fingers, one thumb, throw the set up, (the set)
About the gang n*ggas know I never stand down
Disrespect my name, swear to God he gettin' ran down
Live life broke, now the youngin got the bands now
She ain't wanna let me f*ck, now that ho a fan now
Designer on me b*tch, I'm fly just like jet
Sippin' lean, pourin' all this Hi-Tech
I bought a house but I still be in them projects
Gang, gang, gang gang gang, gang
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest
Don't hit my line 'cause I ain't got time if it ain't 'bout a check
Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like lil bro you up next
They prayin' on my downfall, but f*ck 'em, I'm blessed
I did some sh*t inside my past that I still don't regret
And I got some sh*t that's on my mind that I still won't confess
I told that lil ho that she fine, I got her obsessed
Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette

[Verse 2: TEC]
I'm blessed that I'm up next, ain't hate or get upset
I just waited my turn, I can't go back, no f*ck that
These n*ggas so suspect, super friendly, can't trust that
That FN, I still clutch that
All in public, I can't help it, I'm still thuggin'
Even though I rap, I know you probably notice that
The sh*t these rappers go through, I won't go for that
You'll get bullet holes for that
sh*tted on my dreams when I was local, now how I'm 'posed to act?
Ain't ride but want a chauffeur back, you a whole ho for that
'Cause n*ggas ain't give me no handouts
So many excuses until they ran out
But I kept it movin' and I'm the man now
And the only way that they gon' see me is if they sittin' in them stands now
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
I know some shooters come in silence to put you to rest
Don't hit my line 'cause I ain't got time if it ain't 'bout a check
Chains in the chain gang, callin' home like lil bro you up next
They prayin' on my downfall, but f*ck 'em, I'm blessed
I did some sh*t inside my past that I still don't regret
And I got some sh*t that's on my mind that I still won't confess
I told that lil ho that she fine, I got her obsessed
Every day I grind just to turn that Honda to a Corvette

[Outro: TEC]
Yeah, and that's on that nation man
Guwop Hussein b*tch
I'm Farakhan to these streets n*gga
I be really uh, preachin' that real knowledge, you know
Shout out to my n*gga uh, Quando Rondo, you know what I'm sayin'
You know we gon' bless the streets with this b*tch right here, you know
From Baton Rouge to Savannah Georgia
All the way retarded with us, gang
It's up now n*gga, up next
Ain't no skippin' me, tippin' me, it's up