End of Story (feat. Ace Bezzel & Black Rabbit Skinny)

I won't share the paper
I won't share the paper
I won't share the glory
I won't share the glory
Repping for the city like it's mandatory
End of story

Skinny Scorsese on the boards and I'm scripting a movie
Putting a pen in my hand like throwing clips in the uzi
Hood niggas itching to shoot me
Flow gone triple the pookie
Get us chrome kitted Suzukis
And cribs equipped with jacuzzi's, mafucka
I won't share the paper
I won't share the paper
Book of Life and I'm Winnebagos narrator
Henny and the kush got me on my rare behavior
Winnebago playa
Dripping flavor as I serenade ya
Wooo, Eight Fifteen them spooky hours
Roll the doob with sour
Activate my superpowers
Leave mics in stu's devoured
Turning rap crews to cowards
We cut through the line while you still having disputes with bouncers
I won't share the glory
I won't share the glory
Shit get very gory
Killing rappers in my territory
Throw me on a feature turn the song to a scary story
Ain't a rapper better that done breathed this Rockford air before me

Aye, I won't share the paper
I won't share the paper
I won't do no favors
I won't spare a hater
Bitch, do me a favor
Save that shit for later
I'm the cities savior
It's been dying I came back to save it
I won't share the glory
I won't share the glory
Ain't another nigga in my category
I ain't gotta say that I'm the shit it's self explanatory
Repping for the city like it's mandatory
End of story

I can't do no favors
I can't do no favors
Shitting on these haters, damn shame how we play with paper
At the round table with my niggas you just play the waiter
Balling like we playing for the Lakers
And the Oakland Raiders
We can't connect if it ain't bout a check
My chest out cause they know I'm a flex
Every day I bare arms like Hogan niggas know how flex
I fill my philly I don't fuck with the stress
My niggas move that work like it's maco
And still on that block think LEGO
Black Rabbit the logo, these niggas ain't fucking with the label
My circle on ya head get a halo
Oh no, shots go through niggas like J. Lo
Photo shop, crop his top with that fo-fo
Hold on, I been getting money by my dolo
In eight different ways like ocho, nigga

Aye, I won't share the paper
I won't share the paper
I won't do no favors
I won't spare a hater
Bitch, do me a favor
Save that shit for later
I'm the cities savior
It's been dying I came back to save it
I won't share the glory
I won't share the glory
Ain't another nigga in my category
I ain't gotta say that I'm the shit it's self explanatory
Repping for the city like it's mandatory
End of story