End of the Line

Going through a thang but I gotta snapback
Give it all to God, it's the pistol put the crack back
Stayin' on my job dealin' with hatas with a jab slap
Dealin' with this mob, police watchin', studio phone tapped

You best believe that I could see you from a mile away
Thought that my girl was down sleepin' with the enemy
The streets are dangerous, I could be dead anyday
That's why I'm ridin' with my dawg smokin' plenty hay

You best believe that I could see it from a mile away
Thought that my girl was down sleepin' with the enemy
The streets are dangerous, I could be dead anyday
That's why I'm ridin' with my dawg smokin' plenty hay

Going through a thang but I gotta snapback
Give it all to God, it's the pistol put the crack back
Stayin' on my job dealin' with hatas with a jab slap
Dealin' with this mob, police watchin', studio phone tapped

You best believe that I could see you from a mile away
Thought that my girl was down sleepin' with the enemy
The streets are dangerous, I could be dead anyday
That's why I'm ridin' with my dawg smokin' plenty hay



Credits
Writer(s): Riki Rizkilah
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