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Here is Time Spent Lyrics by Quando Rondo

[Intro]
Mmm-hmm-hmm
(J-JT on the track again)
Hmm-hmm, hmm
Oh, I-I (Turn it up, the beat)
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[Chorus]
This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
They plottin', tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
Looks like that dissin' in 'em songs now got your brother killed
Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
Time for a change, don't even have a clue, like, "Where it started?" (That scar)
I'm way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I'm stuck with symptoms in this side (Play my cards)
I'm all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards (Grah)

[Verse 1]
Block can't make us no post, so that's why I chosе to bang the Loc
Got all this drank in my soda 'cause I don't feel pain when I bе sober
Can't trust no one, they backdoor
Come through the time for them to gun, so we came outta here, folks
Ready to do time behind this government shit 'cause dawg can't no more
That's for my dawg that's sendin' shots, just hit me up at the gas station
And if it was, that was my fault 'cause I was too busy ass chasin' (Yeah)
Fifty-round drum, no rich to men, don't make a fashion statement
You want a lick 'cause I'm that one crushin' on action jaked (Yeah)
Live by the gun, die by the sword, shit, I been less than lately
Not like these niggas, I know killers come and scar for takin'
I ain't see grandad since I was lil', now he down in the pavement
Fuck what I'm on, fuck how they feel, know I'm destined for greatness
Done got my dad inside the field (Yeah), he was really eight trainin'
No dollar bill could make me switch up, I ain't never tradin'
Been keepin' it thrill, I'm poppin' pills to keep my brain from straightenin'
Like, "Fuck the talk", let's empty clips, we ain't do no more explainin'

[Chorus]
This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
They plottin', tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
Looks like that dissin' in 'em songs now got your brother killed
Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
Time for a change, don't even have a clue, like, "Where it started?" (That scar)
I'm way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I'm stuck with symptoms in this side (Play my cards)
I'm all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards (Grah)

[Verse 2]
Tryna build the bond with my father 'cause for so long I kept my distance
But now I'm old, done realized when he was forty, went to prison
All my oppositions, I know I can't let these fuck niggas trick me
I'm paranoid, but still can't panic, I go up with the Glizzy
I spill my blood, sweat the tears all on this rag, I had to hang it out
Timmy told me 'fore he go back and shit he gon' bang it out
Kill or be killed, last nigga tried, shit, he stankin' now
We hit they block up with them switches, ain't no hangin' out
This for my dawg locked in the system never gettin' out
I can't never trip 'bout the life I'm livin' 'cause it's written down
Year 2020, watch the million leave my bank account
Ten thousand to lil' Pluto lawyer, boy, that ain't no cap
I feel like my career is over, I'm real low in rap
Stick around that O from out the blender fresh from out the trap
It's like my heart filled up with splinters when I think 'bout rounds
Been slangin' iron, ain't no beginner standin' on lap

[Chorus]
This murder shit not new to us, it must be new to them
They plottin', tryna take off bruh, we gon' take two of them
Looks like that dissin' in 'em songs now got your brother killed
Not even a million bucks could change the way your mother feel
Time for a change, don't even have a clue, like, "Where it started?" (That scar)
I'm way in Utah with lil' shawty tryna heal my heart (Heart)
I swear that love shit got me traumatized, I'm stuck with symptoms in this side (Play my cards)
I'm all alone with all this fuck shit on my mind, but still I play my cards (Grah)

Time Spent (Official Video)

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