04sam The ends lyrics
The ends
04sam
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(hook)
Feel like im at my ends
All these thoughts are swirling round i wanna put it in my head
Wish i was dead
Tryna tell my story ion know where to begin
In the benz
Tryna forget my friends
But they not my friends more like my foes
Tryna live my life, like some tic-tac-toe
Collecting 0's
One beer, mf doom, sippin on it like some pho
I need some mo
And these cops is killing everyone so its fuck the po
(verse)
Ive been going thru the struggles does it get better
Only dubs like its the letter
Like a fiend im sipping syrup and its drippin on my sweater
Got a Glock wit a beam rip u open like a letter
Then i put the Glock right to my head
I wanna taste the lead
Feel it in my bones
Talk shit and my gang we be scoping out yo home
And im grabbin at my waist and im grippin on that chrome
Wit purpp[cat], we be sparking we might hit yo chromosome
But i dont really wanna yell
Fuck that
Imma pop pills till im in a cell
My gang'll hit u in the cells
We shooting shit we do not tell
Feel like christ [dillinger] because i sell
And she ask me how im feelin imma tell her "bitch swell"
Like damn
(hook)
Feel like im at my ends
All these thoughts are swirling round i wanna put it in my head
Wish i was dead
Tryna tell my story ion know where to begin
In the benz
Tryna forget my friends
But they not my friends more like my foes
Tryna live my life, like some tic-tac-toe
Collecting 0's
One beer, mf doom, sippin on it like some pho
I need some mo
And these cops is killing everyone so its fuck the po
Feel like im at my ends
All these thoughts are swirling round i wanna put it in my head
Wish i was dead
Tryna tell my story ion know where to begin
In the benz
Tryna forget my friends
But they not my friends more like my foes
Tryna live my life, like some tic-tac-toe
Collecting 0's
One beer, mf doom, sippin on it like some pho
I need some mo
And these cops is killing everyone so its fuck the po
(verse)
Ive been going thru the struggles does it get better
Only dubs like its the letter
Like a fiend im sipping syrup and its drippin on my sweater
Got a Glock wit a beam rip u open like a letter
Then i put the Glock right to my head
I wanna taste the lead
Feel it in my bones
Talk shit and my gang we be scoping out yo home
And im grabbin at my waist and im grippin on that chrome
Wit purpp[cat], we be sparking we might hit yo chromosome
But i dont really wanna yell
Fuck that
Imma pop pills till im in a cell
My gang'll hit u in the cells
We shooting shit we do not tell
Feel like christ [dillinger] because i sell
And she ask me how im feelin imma tell her "bitch swell"
Like damn
(hook)
Feel like im at my ends
All these thoughts are swirling round i wanna put it in my head
Wish i was dead
Tryna tell my story ion know where to begin
In the benz
Tryna forget my friends
But they not my friends more like my foes
Tryna live my life, like some tic-tac-toe
Collecting 0's
One beer, mf doom, sippin on it like some pho
I need some mo
And these cops is killing everyone so its fuck the po
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