E.O.T.R. Lyrics

It's the end of the road

That's how it goes

Pigeonholed in and I'm walking pigeon toed"Them kicks is too big"

Well these kicks are stoled"Why you in the streets"

My house is not a home

I'm alone

The black sheep

Oh you still breathing, shit that's nasty

I'm tryna be good guy, I'm bad see

Tryna keep it in but I won't put past me

I like things that I shouldn't

I do things that you wouldn't"Have another go" no I couldn't

Well I could, but I shouldn't

Serving hands to observers yeah and I caught you looking

Catch the fade on perm, call that shit a book end

Wait you should book it like them cheap hotels

Keep on looking get you high with no smell

15 stories and you drop him like it's hot

32 stories could took you to the top

It's the end of the road

That's how it goes

Motor mouth running now yah know"You ain't gotta fight"

It's all I know

I'm get my ass beat when I get home

And I know

I'm the black sheep

Anything for cash man I wouldn't put past me

Ugh, you nasty

Huh, wait actually

I like things that I shouldn't

I do things that you wouldn't"Have another go" no I couldn't

Well I could, but I shouldn't

The proof is in the what?

The proof is in me

Wanna check the cup?

Sipping Hennessey

Oh what luck yall blessing me

In ya mama's book, I'm the recipe

Know I do em foul

Calling the referee

Calling Sgt Powell

Aye, got him next to me

I like things that I shouldn't

I do things that you wouldn't"Have another go" no I couldn't

Well I could, but I shouldn't