In The End

Aye, I'm back up on my bullshit and I've been in that mode again

And I can't let nobody cross me, so I can't let them in

I'm fighting all this pain that they can't see, I hold it within

And when I'm in the booth, I'm never writing, I'm just punching in

You fucked up that bond and you came back tryna make amends

And I was such a dumb nigga, I turned around and let you in

And I don't fucking know when this pain going to end

But imma look out for my people, we going to ride to the end

And I gotta keep that strap on me, I tuck it in

I be paranoid, I'm clutching on that Glock in my pants