Quando rondo Diss

Yo, they sayin' Quando's in the game, actin' brand new, Talkin' big but his words ain't stickin' like glue. F***in' with the vibe, like he ain't got a clue, Tryna be the champ, but he ain't got the view, Quand’ need to listen, gotta story to be Yo, Quand', open up your eyes, gotta see, Can't be stuck in a loop, tryna break free, Runnin' with the wrong crowd, tryna be a G, F***in' with the wrong ones, that's risky, Talkin' like you hard, but that ain't the fee, Actin' like a king, but ain't got the key, Better find your truth, let your mind be free. In this game of life, gotta pay the f***in' fee, Stay true to yourself, that's the real G, Let the world know, you got the key, Quand', unlock your mind and you'll truly see, Let your spirit soar, like a bird in the tree. Stay on your quest, like a captain at sea, F*** the haters, just let 'em be, Gotta rise above, let your soul be free, Ain't no f***in' fairy tale, this ain't made of gold, Actin' like he hot, but his style so cold, Tryna play the game, but the dice been rolled, Thinkin' he the goat, but that story's old, Chasin' after dreams that ain't never been sold, Livin' in a world where the young grow old, Chillin' in the shadows, where the nights are cold. In the streets where the stories never get told, Heart full of fire, never runnin' cold, In a world of lies, stayin' true is gold, Stayin' on the grind, never doin' what I'm told, Ridin' through the storm, never doin' what I'm told, Ridin' through the block, never givin' up my grind, Dodgin' all the hate, never fallin' out of line, Got my crew on lock, we ain't wastin' no time, Chasin' all the dreams, never lettin' 'em decline, Puttin' in the work, never settlin' for less, All the homies with me, and we ready to impress, Keep the hustle steady, and we flow like a vet, In this life, we move steady, never settle for less. Got the metal, ready for war, we blessed. Got the vision, aiming for more, we progress, Stacking paper, dreams on the floor, we obsessed. Chasing dreams, never settle for less, we stressed. In the jungle of the city, where we roar, we free. Every f***in' day, chasing dreams, can't ignore, In the heart of the night, where the shadows explore, They fight through the night, with a heart made of gold. In the rhythm of life, where the stories are sold, They rise from the ashes, never doin' what they’re told. Dreams in the air, with a vision they got, They rise to the top, never lettin' it rot, They keep the hustle tight, never lettin' it slip, Dreams in their sight, always ready to flip, In the streets they fight, never lettin' it quit, Chasin' that light, they ain't ever gonna dip, With every move they make, they rise to the top. They write their own story, never lettin' it sit, Quando's f***in' with the lions, now he's lost his prowl. They f*** with the wolves, now they cry and howl, Quando and YoungBoy, y'all ain't seeing me, believe me, Got the world in my hands, best believe, see, Every verse I spit is gold, y'all just dream, B. Every move I make is bold, y'all get cussed, G. In the jungle, I'm the vet, trust, y'all flee, Stackin' checks, no sweat, in the dust, spree. Keep my circle tight, only roll with who I trust, Every move I make, gotta keep it lowkey. Built my empire strong, never lettin' it rust, Chasin' all my dreams, like it's meant to be. Young mind, think you grown, but you ain't seen the script, Claimin' you the future, boy, you barely made a blip, Tryna play with legends, but you just got whipped, Caught up in the hype, now you start to trip, Flexin' on the 'Gram, but your soul needs a lift, Thinkin' you the s***, but you ain't got the gift, Talkin' big game, but your words just drift, Thinkin' you the plug, but you ain't even a shift, In the book of life, you just a little twist. Acting hard, but your moves are barely even normal Yo, little kid, you tryna step, but your game is comical, Yo, you a lil kid, better sit down and listen, Actin' all grown, but you just fishin' for attention, Yo, you weak, like a shadow in the street, f*** a beat, Take a seat, in defeat, while I feast on this beat. Yo, you weak like a leaf, I'm deep like a reef, Got that heat, can't compete, I'm a lyrical chief, While you stutter, I utter truth, no room for a thief. Beat system, my heat's hittin', I bring the heat with 'em, Street vision, I see through it, you just a meek victim, In the shadows where the solo n****s tread, In the city lights, they stroll slow, feeling so low, To the ones who never made it, this is how the real ones grow grow. Voices in the night, whisper secrets that they don't know,