End of the Road

Hittin' fat blunts till' my body can't feel
Come around my neck of the woods then your body goes still
Last year I counted half a sack on a mill (Milli)
Feelin' like Michael Jackson, like this is the thrill (Yeah)

Anxious bout' the next buck, so you know I'm never chill
In my DM's, so tell me baby "what's the deal"? (Dilli)
Started in this game with nothing to my name (Huh?)
Now I'm in for the kill
Yeah

You hit a crossroad, now you can't feel
End of the road hoe
Left the city for the small town dirt road
Medusa on the chest, turn you all to stone
I'm where the dark lays, my soul really froze
(Froze)

Look me in the eyes, then your body gets weak (Weak)
You tried so hard but never made it, now look who's the antique
Living a boring life that you never fulfilled
While I-
Stay on my throne, with plenty beats to kill

911 what's your emergency?
I think my girlfriend overdosed
Is she breathing?
What's your address?
Hello?
No she's not breathing
We need your name and address

Yeah
Yeah
Watch me do it, watch me talk it, watch the way I walk it (Walk)

Last year I counted half a sack on a mill
Feelin' like Michael Jackson, like this is the thrill

Anxious bout' the next buck, so you know I'm never chill
In my DM's, so tell me baby "what's the deal"?
Started in this game with nothing to my name (huh?) (yeah)
Now I'm in for the kill

You hit a crossroad, now you can't feel
End of the road hoe

Hittin' fat blunts
Till' my body can't feel
Come around my neck of the woods then your body goes still



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Conover
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