Tinchy Stryder, Amelle - Till the End lyrics

[Tinchy Stryder, Amelle - Till the End lyrics]

Yeah, I'm feeling like the
Pressure's on, yeah, all eyes on me
My heart keeps racing away from me
So I chase it down, tryna kill the beat
Yeah, hold me some, let me inhale
Then breathe and I will bring hell to heat
A fire burns the third degree
Feeling like some hopeless loss
Crucial times when I needed them
Hurt my heart so I played my cards
And paid them back and Visa'd them
The role I play's a boss, that's till the end
And I only play to win
Now let the games begin

Till the end, till the end
I keep coming back again and again
To the sweet, to the bitter
I won't stop, I won't give up
Till the end, till the end
I'm not here for making friends


Making friends i will march, I'm a soldier
Till it's done, till it's over, till the end

Yeah, I'm really ears, Star in the Hood
I'm really SITH the curse, the gift
Believe the life we lead's a myth tinch up
I'm gaining weight cause I sold enough
And I'm boxed in
Feeling Tyson'ed up cause the
Expectation's rising up
Angels looking over me
Tattooed on shoulder B
L-A-D-E, not by myself, called a team
I plan to hold the keys, that's till the end
I only play to win, now let the games begin

Till the end, till the end
I keep coming back again and again
To the sweet, to the bitter
I won't stop, I won't give up
Till the end, till the end
I'm not here for making friends
Making friends i will march, I'm a soldier
Till it's done, till it's over, till the end

I will stand my ground
I'mma keep keeping up, I'm sky-bound
Look how far that I've come, it's my crowd
And I will be the last one standing

Till the end, till the end
I keep coming back again and again
To the sweet, to the bitter
I won't stop, I won't give up
Till the end, till the end
I'm not here for making friends
Making friends i will march, I'm a soldier
Till it's done, till it's over, till the end

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