Snap Capone, Rimzee - Life On The Endz lyrics
[Snap Capone, Rimzee - Life On The Endz lyrics]
They sent me up to jail
Like nigga what's my worth?
I was in the mosque, my mummy in the church
My daddy in a hearse
Feel the pain and it hurts
If we've got beef I'm tryna
Put you on a shirt
Landed in the jail same day, induction wing
Shit I'm getting life if my
Co-d tries to sing
Incarcerated, still pulling strings, violin
Jail like my second home, forever going in
They relate to my raps
I was raised in them flats
If you heard it from me then
Take it as a fact
Snap slim nigga but my pockets getting fat
I remember days I was praying for a MAC
Life is a test, I'm live in the flesh
I'm tired and I'm stressed
Judge lifed all my friends
When will this end? This is life on the ends
Paranoid, still gotta roll with a skeng
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche
Armed feds in the drum, red beams on your son
Mum got in the way
I jumped in front of my mum
Fought the case but we lost
He was riding for the block
Now my nigga in this box
And this beef can't squash
Got a guilty verdict, I know I ain't perfect
Before I took shahada
Used to go Sunday service
Used to borrow mashes, never had a fiver
Then we got our own cah them
Niggas tried to style us
Sitting in that cage, letters every other day
Told mum "I'm okay, I'll be free one day"
In my Gucci sliders, on that wing comfy
Line's still running
Taking two racks monthly
Still getting dough with the same
Chick I was broke with had to keep focused
On that block I was hopeless
Jail was worthy, some things I had to learn G
Cause I know I coulda died, I got a thirty
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche
Like nigga what's my worth?
I was in the mosque, my mummy in the church
My daddy in a hearse
Feel the pain and it hurts
If we've got beef I'm tryna
Put you on a shirt
Landed in the jail same day, induction wing
Shit I'm getting life if my
Co-d tries to sing
Incarcerated, still pulling strings, violin
Jail like my second home, forever going in
They relate to my raps
I was raised in them flats
If you heard it from me then
Take it as a fact
Snap slim nigga but my pockets getting fat
I remember days I was praying for a MAC
Life is a test, I'm live in the flesh
I'm tired and I'm stressed
Judge lifed all my friends
When will this end? This is life on the ends
Paranoid, still gotta roll with a skeng
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche
Armed feds in the drum, red beams on your son
Mum got in the way
I jumped in front of my mum
Fought the case but we lost
He was riding for the block
Now my nigga in this box
And this beef can't squash
Got a guilty verdict, I know I ain't perfect
Before I took shahada
Used to go Sunday service
Used to borrow mashes, never had a fiver
Then we got our own cah them
Niggas tried to style us
Sitting in that cage, letters every other day
Told mum "I'm okay, I'll be free one day"
In my Gucci sliders, on that wing comfy
Line's still running
Taking two racks monthly
Still getting dough with the same
Chick I was broke with had to keep focused
On that block I was hopeless
Jail was worthy, some things I had to learn G
Cause I know I coulda died, I got a thirty
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche
Live by the gun or die by the sword
Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw
Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor
I just want a Bentley Bentayga and a Porsche