E.N.D. Lyrics

Steet gettin cold man that shit gettin windy

Niggaz steady hatin but that shit do not offend me

Ghost Killa Mob they gone squeeze til it's empty

Why you pray to God when he the nigga who sent me

Broke niggaz steady throwin shade like ah bent tree

Eye can get you paid can't do shit about that envy

Eye got plenty love but aint no need to be friendly

Eye keep it a buck nigga til the END

Eye would never fold can't a damn thing bend me

Eye ran me up a Mil while they Little Red Hen'd me

You will never find me in the club where them jinns be

Eye double up and run that shit bike like a ten speed

Fly life new Illuminate shit Eye been deep

Y'all niggaz screamin stay woke cause it's trending

Third Eye lit shit pokin like a bendi

Eye pitty any nigga ever spoken out against me

Floatin through your hood transparent no tent please

Bad lil mama in that tank bumpin when we

She want me to give her every tang but I'm stingy

Eye know you gave me love but Eye return what you lent me

Eye aint never wanna be no thug but it was in me

That don't mean that Eye won't send them slugs if they tempt me

Sword talk nigga got that stick on me like Kenshi

Eye can get you touched from afar Kenshi

Eye Eye Eye keep it a hunnit cause Eye been G

Streets get cold so you know we gotta clench heat

Protecting the Fam gotta keep that shit within reach

Ice cold heart that shit been bleached

If they talkin war we just might pull up where they Kin be

Enemy for enemy foe for foe like it's Wendys

Eye will always love my fans like I'm Whitney

And when I'm gone don't forget me

Hey street gettin cold man that shit gettin windy

Niggaz still hatin but that shit do not offend me

Ghost killa Mob they gone squeeze til it's empty

Why you pray to God when he the nigga who sent me

Broke niggaz steady throwin shade like ah bent tree

Eye can get you paid can't do shit about that envy

Eye got plenty love but aint no need to be friendly

Eye keep it a buck nigga til the END

Eye want everythang whole pie fuck ah portion

R.i.p. T Money fuck 12 intercourse em

Fuck the whole government you know they got them Moors in

The belly of the beast and you know the rest

And we came up from the streets so you know we blessed

Still dumpin moon rocks off on Bouldercrest

Mama told me let em have it mama know what's best

My shit jumpin like it's checkers but eye know it's chess

Eye still rock a hoodie and a pack full of Skittles

Eye will never forget how they passed on the kiddo

Hussle like I'm Nipsey eye got racks in the middle

Spiritual currency yo lil bags is too little

Humph man this shit gettin windy

Niggaz steady hatin but that shit do not offend me

Ghost Killa Mob they gone squeeze til it's empty

Why you pray to God when he the nigga who sent me

Broke niggaz steady throwin shade like ah bent tree

Eye can get you paid can't do shit about that envy

Eye got plenty love but aint no need to be friendly

Eye keep it a buck nigga til the END