They'll Find You In The End

I been working overtime
Smiling to the sky
I'm the oil of it all
But Mr. Rodney wash it while we sinking in our neighborhood

Would you prefer me on my knees
Or maybe on the kitchen table if you please
(Ha) Play with it at little
It's all that's left 'cept my name on my rental lease

I wouldn't mind
I'd be so kind
To give you my time
So you can fuck me dirty in my rear behind

(Mmm)

Don't be scheming in your mind
Mister got a watching eye
Cross him and he'll get you
Ain't no sense in losing when they snatch you and they eat you dry

Don't try to run
And don't try to hide
Mister got a gun
One shot and he'll blow yo minds

(Mmm)

They'll find you in the end
They'll find you in the end
They'll find you in the end



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Writer(s): Jackson Lane
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