OmenXIII, Purpdogg - But This Is The End lyrics
[OmenXIII, Purpdogg - But This Is The End lyrics]
I wanna pull with no top
On-top of 22 circumference
Trunk been thumpin, down the block
The block been hot since I was young
So fuck the sun, I stay
Inside, 50-50 on my grind
Tipsy tippin' off some wine
And airplane mode stay on my line
I'm gonna pull up to the top
On-top with everything I got
No watch, no Glock, just watch me sauce
But don't get lost, That sauce get hot
I don't need a job, bitch I be my own boss
Never on the clock, I don't need a day off
Motherfuck the law, I ain't never gonna talk
Fly with the flock, til my heartbeat stop
Look into my eyes
You can see that I've died
Deep down inside, and you know ain't lyin
Hit my fuckin line and you already know
I ain't got time for bitch or a hoe
I don't even hope cuz that
Shit'll let you down go with what I know
Til I'm down in the ground
Off my fuckin rocker
Rockin harder than a bitch
And if I smoke a blunt
I don't wanna say shit
I don't like these kids
I don't like this shit
I don't want this bitch, still on my dick
Still on my jeans, my jeans got chains
My people rage, We ain't the same
No symmetry between you and me
See a lot of things change
When they see you gleam
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck this world
Take this pain away from me
I wanna pull with no top
On-top of 22 circumference
Trunk been thumpin, down the block
The block been hot since I was young
So fuck the sun, I stay
Inside, 50-50 on my grind
Tipsy tippin' off some wine
And airplane mode stay on my line
On-top of 22 circumference
Trunk been thumpin, down the block
The block been hot since I was young
So fuck the sun, I stay
Inside, 50-50 on my grind
Tipsy tippin' off some wine
And airplane mode stay on my line
I'm gonna pull up to the top
On-top with everything I got
No watch, no Glock, just watch me sauce
But don't get lost, That sauce get hot
I don't need a job, bitch I be my own boss
Never on the clock, I don't need a day off
Motherfuck the law, I ain't never gonna talk
Fly with the flock, til my heartbeat stop
Look into my eyes
You can see that I've died
Deep down inside, and you know ain't lyin
Hit my fuckin line and you already know
I ain't got time for bitch or a hoe
I don't even hope cuz that
Shit'll let you down go with what I know
Til I'm down in the ground
Off my fuckin rocker
Rockin harder than a bitch
And if I smoke a blunt
I don't wanna say shit
I don't like these kids
I don't like this shit
I don't want this bitch, still on my dick
Still on my jeans, my jeans got chains
My people rage, We ain't the same
No symmetry between you and me
See a lot of things change
When they see you gleam
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck this world
Take this pain away from me
I wanna pull with no top
On-top of 22 circumference
Trunk been thumpin, down the block
The block been hot since I was young
So fuck the sun, I stay
Inside, 50-50 on my grind
Tipsy tippin' off some wine
And airplane mode stay on my line