XV - End Of The World lyrics
[XV - End Of The World lyrics]
Let me in your life, let me in your homes
Let me in your stereos and get me in my zone
A hero on the page is what
I wanna be the most
But, if we follow for a follow
Tell me who gon lead us both
Roman numeral flow, wallet full of C’s
Turn numbers into the alphabet so
I can count G’s the loser who won too like
You was counting the 3
After the millions cause they
Doubted the dream i ain't lost a thing in
This grind but my mind
And reality so harsh how could
Dreaming waste my time
I just ask mine, hypothetical at times
Wonderin’ if my rap rhymes matter
After I flat line? So I sign out of Facebook
And get some real friends
Got off Twitter with niggas and
Set some real trends
And we gon’ get it man while the World spins
Cause everyday they try to say
That the World ends
Followers followin’, role models modellin’
Niggas throwin’ they dollars in
And everybody is hollerin'
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?
Young and invincible
Hated by all the principals
Maybe cause all our principles
Would seem so fictional
Now we live in a world that’s so digital
Hashtags at the minimal
Niggas act like it’s biblical
Typical I watch niggas that
Reach they pinnacle
And not have one event that felt pivotal
When I was young I was
Wylin’ but always had drive
They suspended my license and then I got fly
Who gon’ change the World, not I
But, I will influence the mind that does try
Thats a Pac line, see how it all goes
We could become a leader after you follow
So sign out of Facebook and
Get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and
Set some real trends
And we gon get it while the world spins
Cause everyday they try to say
That the world ends is it over yet?
Ugh, back to Squaria I go
Its our future Odd Future
You could never know
Saw a nigga on Twitter say
Vizzy will never blow
I guess there are some shit that I’ll
Spit that I never get to show
Over they heads I go
I wrote this on a flight next
To this women that was white
She asked me what is that you write
I said a rap song
She said: "really, with sentences that long"
If you think rap is just drugs
And gats then you dead wrong
This is the paper my sons
College fund is made on
Those college kids at shows in the
Front row would wait on
We change lives with these lines
That they hate on
Spit on tracks like simple jack and
Then kick back like Fei Long
I just want write something that make
You get life from it
Its more than just a facebook
Like or dislike button
So sign out of that and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and
Set some real trends
Let me in your stereos and get me in my zone
A hero on the page is what
I wanna be the most
But, if we follow for a follow
Tell me who gon lead us both
Roman numeral flow, wallet full of C’s
Turn numbers into the alphabet so
I can count G’s the loser who won too like
You was counting the 3
After the millions cause they
Doubted the dream i ain't lost a thing in
This grind but my mind
And reality so harsh how could
Dreaming waste my time
I just ask mine, hypothetical at times
Wonderin’ if my rap rhymes matter
After I flat line? So I sign out of Facebook
And get some real friends
Got off Twitter with niggas and
Set some real trends
And we gon’ get it man while the World spins
Cause everyday they try to say
That the World ends
Followers followin’, role models modellin’
Niggas throwin’ they dollars in
And everybody is hollerin'
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?
Young and invincible
Hated by all the principals
Maybe cause all our principles
Would seem so fictional
Now we live in a world that’s so digital
Hashtags at the minimal
Niggas act like it’s biblical
Typical I watch niggas that
Reach they pinnacle
And not have one event that felt pivotal
When I was young I was
Wylin’ but always had drive
They suspended my license and then I got fly
Who gon’ change the World, not I
But, I will influence the mind that does try
Thats a Pac line, see how it all goes
We could become a leader after you follow
So sign out of Facebook and
Get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and
Set some real trends
And we gon get it while the world spins
Cause everyday they try to say
That the world ends is it over yet?
Ugh, back to Squaria I go
Its our future Odd Future
You could never know
Saw a nigga on Twitter say
Vizzy will never blow
I guess there are some shit that I’ll
Spit that I never get to show
Over they heads I go
I wrote this on a flight next
To this women that was white
She asked me what is that you write
I said a rap song
She said: "really, with sentences that long"
If you think rap is just drugs
And gats then you dead wrong
This is the paper my sons
College fund is made on
Those college kids at shows in the
Front row would wait on
We change lives with these lines
That they hate on
Spit on tracks like simple jack and
Then kick back like Fei Long
I just want write something that make
You get life from it
Its more than just a facebook
Like or dislike button
So sign out of that and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and
Set some real trends