Lyrics Til the End - Prezi, Zay

Til the End

Forever, to the end, you my brother, fuck a friend
Ain’t no switchin' on my team, I made a promise to the end
And if it’s on the line, let’s hit the road and get these bands, huh
Let’s hit the road and get these bands
Forever, to the end, you my brother, fuck a friend
Ain’t no switchin' on my team, I made a promise to the end
And if it’s on the line, let’s hit the road and get these bands, huh
Let’s hit the road and get these bands
Told my youngin that I got him, call me if he ever need me
This Harbor shit in me, must be crazy, think I’m leavin'
Dedicated to the ones that was in the struggle with me
Told him that I got him, if I said it then I meant it
Only thing a nigga got is his balls and his word
Piece of information’s dangerous, nigga, fuck what you heard
Playin' in these streets’ll get a nigga smacked on the curb
These bitches pigeons for the bread so I treat 'em like birds
I’m good in my city, ride through every hood in my city
Reputable nigga, I even got my 'Wood niggas with me
In the streets before this rap shit, shout out my nigga PI
Day one niggas, been fuckin' with us since knee high
Free that nigga Smoove, free Smacks
Slidin' in that whip with three straps, that’s real rap
Free my nigga Lieutenant, my brother 'bout that business
Nigga problems my problems, it’s funk, I’m jumpin' in it
That’s on my mama, nigga
Forever, to the end, you my brother, fuck a friend
Ain’t no switchin' on my team, I made a promise to the end
And if it’s on the line, let’s hit the road and get these bands, huh
Let’s hit the road and get these bands
Forever, to the end, you my brother, fuck a friend
Ain’t no switchin' on my team, I made a promise to the end
And if it’s on the line, let’s hit the road and get these bands, huh
Let’s hit the road and get these bands
So much dirt that I done did, tryna touch a hundred bands
I know these niggas on my line, if they want me, take that chance
Ain’t no slippin' in the field, I’m takin' chances just to win
If I’m broke, I see you flexin', tear it off and hand it in
I really grew up in that jungle, so don’t judge the way I live
I’m still yellin', «Free Smacks,» swear he gone, man it’s a wrap
I’m goin' crazy in these streets, I’ve been told 'em it’s a wrap
And every time a body drop, we the ones they blame for that
I’m tryna tell you that this Harbor shit is realer than some rap, nigga
Tellin' in that room, they ask a question, where my lawyer?
On camera I was blammin', tryna knock a nigga over
Cold game up in these streets, your own niggas, he’ll smoke you
Went to jail, didn’t get no kite, and I was fightin' for my life
They say I’m blessed to beat that case, to come back home and live my life
But it’s niggas in these streets who all burials in they life
And on my mama, if I catch 'em, swear to God it’s gon' get trife, nigga
Forever, to the end, you my brother, fuck a friend
Ain’t no switchin' on my team, I made a promise to the end
And if it’s on the line, let’s hit the road and get these bands, huh
Let’s hit the road and get these bands
Forever, to the end, you my brother, fuck a friend
Ain’t no switchin' on my team, I made a promise to the end
And if it’s on the line, let’s hit the road and get these bands, huh
Let’s hit the road and get these bands