Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The End, artist - The Jacka. Album song The Street Album, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.02.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Artist
Song language: English
The End |
Think hard, what I’ma do |
I need paper right now so I load up the Uz |
Scrape the block dumb loaded and I’m lookin for niggas |
It ain’t really hard to notice we ain’t dealin' with feelings |
You can’t hang around The Jack unless you witnessed a killing |
And nobody know but you and your niggas |
Partners doin' time, can’t send them pictures |
Cuz we so into crime, the feds wanna clip us |
So, just write a rhyme and picture us richer |
Your bail was declined you’s a flight risk nigga |
The reason why we light this nigga |
Like I’ll probably take his life cuz I don’t like this nigga |
I got hands I’m a man so I fight this nigga |
When I win he still a bitch so I light this nigga |
In the end. |
No matter how hard I try |
Ask Allah for forgiveness but we still gon' die |
I can be successful and have enemies |
Or be poor and have friends out here strugglin' with me |
Never been here before, this the height of my life |
Never seen this much dough, or this much white |
Yeah my heart beatin' fast, but it’s alright |
Niggas in and out the crib, been like this all night |
Got my momma out here stressin', cuz this ain’t life |
Left my lessons on the dresser, cuz I’m too high |
Kaz I won’t forget ya, free my nigga Ice |