END TIMES (TELL IT)
If I fall down nigga I pick my mans up
I had to pull out the pole for niggas that ran up, yeah
All these niggas funny just like stand up
I had to stay down nigga and get my bands up
All these niggas rich I let you tell it, tell it
This shit from the soul its embedded
Feeling like a skater bitch I shred it
Pullin up for three like J.J. Reddick
Everywhere I go I know I keep that 9
Ain't talking bout shit, bitch I'm in my prime
Praying to God we in the end of times
Watch out for the devil in disguise
Yeah, smoking my weed I'm right in the skies
In the clouds
And I keep that G2C on me extended rounds
Bitch I'm feeling like Jay-Z yeah I'm running this town
All these niggas they hate me cause I'm getting it now
Now, getting that now
Now, getting that now
I was on Venus, I was outer space
In that Audi creeping when it's time to race
If I fall down nigga I pick my mans up
I had to pull out the pole for niggas that ran up, yeah
All these niggas funny just like stand up
I had to stay down nigga and get my bands up
All these niggas rich I let you tell it, tell it
This shit from the soul its embedded
Feeling like a skater bitch I shred it
Pullin up for three like J.J. Reddick
Everywhere I go I know I keep that 9
Ain't talking bout shit, bitch I'm in my prime
Praying to God we in the end of times
I had to pull out the pole for niggas that ran up, yeah
All these niggas funny just like stand up
I had to stay down nigga and get my bands up
All these niggas rich I let you tell it, tell it
This shit from the soul its embedded
Feeling like a skater bitch I shred it
Pullin up for three like J.J. Reddick
Everywhere I go I know I keep that 9
Ain't talking bout shit, bitch I'm in my prime
Praying to God we in the end of times
Watch out for the devil in disguise
Yeah, smoking my weed I'm right in the skies
In the clouds
And I keep that G2C on me extended rounds
Bitch I'm feeling like Jay-Z yeah I'm running this town
All these niggas they hate me cause I'm getting it now
Now, getting that now
Now, getting that now
I was on Venus, I was outer space
In that Audi creeping when it's time to race
If I fall down nigga I pick my mans up
I had to pull out the pole for niggas that ran up, yeah
All these niggas funny just like stand up
I had to stay down nigga and get my bands up
All these niggas rich I let you tell it, tell it
This shit from the soul its embedded
Feeling like a skater bitch I shred it
Pullin up for three like J.J. Reddick
Everywhere I go I know I keep that 9
Ain't talking bout shit, bitch I'm in my prime
Praying to God we in the end of times
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Writer(s): Kraig Bramwell
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