Where Would I Be Songtext
von Quando Rondo
Where Would I Be Songtext
Killers at my front door, that′s all I know
QRN
And I'm on Mars right now
Where would I be without this watch? Where would I be without this chain?
Where would I be without my dawg? Where would I be without my gang?
Where would I be if me and Pabb ain′t never took that flight to LA?
You'd be right here with me, nigga, instead of in the grave (oh-whoa)
In the grave (oh-whoa), in the grave (oh-whoa)
Lord knows, sometimes, I pray ('times, I pray)
′Times, I pray (′times, I pray)
'Times, I pray (′times, I pray)
Down low, drop to my knees and pray (I just pray)
I just pray, I just pray
Slow-mo, I can't put down this drank (put down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
That′s when brodie left me hurt inside
Heart broke, they don't know what I′m feelin'
My goals, stack it tall to the ceiling
Nigga think that he wicked, he spoke on my nigga
We all out of the window, hit him with extensions
Okay, it's plenty problems on my mental
I guess that I′m a product of the trenches
I took a whole lot and made more money, know Pabb say he would′ve did it
Niggas be cappin', takin′ care of women
Don't do shit for family, or neither they nigga
Maserati truck, I think it′s a rental, my bro get away, he the realest
When I walk through the door, I'ma smell like a million
It′s a quarter, the folks hangin' up with the killers
The real ones label me the realest
Where would I be without this watch? Where would I be without this chain?
Where would I be without my dawg? Where would I be without my gang?
Where would I be if me and Pabb ain't never took that flight to LA?
You′d be right here with me, nigga, instead of in the grave (oh-whoa)
In the grave (oh-whoa)
In the grave (oh-whoa)
Lord knows, sometimes, I pray (′times, I pray)
'Times, I pray (′times, I pray)
'Times, I pray
Down low, drop to my knees and pray (I just pray)
I just pray (I just pray), I just pray (I just pray)
Slow-mo, I can′t put down this drank (put down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
That's when brodie left me hurt inside
QRN
And I'm on Mars right now
Where would I be without this watch? Where would I be without this chain?
Where would I be without my dawg? Where would I be without my gang?
Where would I be if me and Pabb ain′t never took that flight to LA?
You'd be right here with me, nigga, instead of in the grave (oh-whoa)
In the grave (oh-whoa), in the grave (oh-whoa)
Lord knows, sometimes, I pray ('times, I pray)
′Times, I pray (′times, I pray)
'Times, I pray (′times, I pray)
Down low, drop to my knees and pray (I just pray)
I just pray, I just pray
Slow-mo, I can't put down this drank (put down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
That′s when brodie left me hurt inside
Heart broke, they don't know what I′m feelin'
My goals, stack it tall to the ceiling
Nigga think that he wicked, he spoke on my nigga
We all out of the window, hit him with extensions
Okay, it's plenty problems on my mental
I guess that I′m a product of the trenches
I took a whole lot and made more money, know Pabb say he would′ve did it
Niggas be cappin', takin′ care of women
Don't do shit for family, or neither they nigga
Maserati truck, I think it′s a rental, my bro get away, he the realest
When I walk through the door, I'ma smell like a million
It′s a quarter, the folks hangin' up with the killers
The real ones label me the realest
Where would I be without this watch? Where would I be without this chain?
Where would I be without my dawg? Where would I be without my gang?
Where would I be if me and Pabb ain't never took that flight to LA?
You′d be right here with me, nigga, instead of in the grave (oh-whoa)
In the grave (oh-whoa)
In the grave (oh-whoa)
Lord knows, sometimes, I pray (′times, I pray)
'Times, I pray (′times, I pray)
'Times, I pray
Down low, drop to my knees and pray (I just pray)
I just pray (I just pray), I just pray (I just pray)
Slow-mo, I can′t put down this drank (put down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
Down this drank (down this drank)
That's when brodie left me hurt inside
Writer(s): Tyquian Bowman, Cameron Holmes, Raymond Cardenas, Ville Mostrom Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com