Jay Cash - To the End

But we gon turn up again
And you gon fuck on her friend
You gon sing my song
And we gon go to the end
Oh my life so meant
All my bread well spent
New air new scent
It cost more than your rent
But keep going cuz it all makes sense
Chain hang loose but it look so tense
I like money when it come real dense
Brand new whip it got no dents
I keep going cuz it all makes sense
I like bread to the last full cent
Please don’t ask how it all done went
You know me 100 percent
Uh yeah keep it fresh tho
You know you we always gon catch those
We pull up outside in the trench coats
Ain’t leaving too fast like death row
Boozakas and fendi with mesh tho
I bet that you wishing you kept those
Raised in the jungle not petco
My goal is to get up like esco
Pablo escobar
In a foreign car
Look up at the stars
On my way to mars
I got battle scars
Look like better bars
Look like handlebars
Chain like reservoirs
But we gon turn up again
And you gon fuck on her friend
You gon sing my song
And we gon go to the end
Oh my life so meant
All my bread well spent
New air new scent
It cost more than your rent
But keep going cuz it all makes sense
Chain hang loose but it look so tense
I like money when it come real dense
Brand new whip it got no dents
I keep going cuz it all makes sense
I like bread to the last full cent
Please don’t ask how it all done went
You know me 100 percent
And i don’t got a problem with ya
Cuz if we on the same picture than we chasing figures
Cuz we ain’t chasin strippers
And we not flexin slippers
Cuz we just sippin zippers
While you be sippin sizzup
Me and you just differ
Cuz you be fucking with her
And she can’t the handle liquor
And you can’t handle your liquor
Ima a star the big dipper
Started off as a flipper
Now we ballin like a clipper
And we only getting bigger
But we gon turn up again
And you gon fuck on her friend
You gon sing my song
And we gon go to the end
Oh my life so meant
All my bread well spent
New air new scent
It cost more than your rent
But I keep going cuz it all makes sense
Chain hang loose but it look so tense
I like money when it come real dense
Brand new whip it got no dents
I keep going cuz it all makes sense
I like bread to the last full cent
Please don’t ask how it all done went
You know me 100 percent

Written by:
Jay Cash, Jayden Pena

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