Till the End

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Tone back that

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

I don't need new friends

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

You get your respect when you pass away

Got credits in the street, flip a half a day

Fuck a half an ounce, I'm talking half a box

Put bitches in whips, throw them master shots

Getting money up quick, ****, fuck the ops

All about cake and now I'm tryna flip pads

Got now I got guns posted up on every block

VVS stones in my Rollie, every rock

Pissed off best friend, distraught

'Bout to season up the beef like restaurant

They acting like they on but they talk to cops

Man, I get the drop, I'ma turn 'em off

Rub him like a genie and put him on the TV

Headline news, murder blues, all you see me

Me and Q used to eat green, no kiwi

Me and Bo still gang bang, we're GG

Me and my **** till the end

I'm in the hood, I'm with my friends

I'm with Capo in a ride and we're picking up Rends

Back roads, tryna dodge the feds (Skrrt)

I miss my dogs, SQ goals are gone

Anyone can catch con if you ain't my squad

If you ain't from the bricks then you ain't my fam

But link up if you're talking 'bout making grands

They call me Bosky, flexing, living it up

Still on the block, still not giving a fuck

I don't really smile much 'cause the south is fucked

Only time that I'm happy's when a pagan drops

Fuck your squad, matter of fact, fuck your chick

I fucked your bitch doggie in the back of the whip

She was giving my neck and giving you kiss

She was giving man pumps, I was giving her dick

You never knew, I made her dreams come true

I'm with my killers in the room

If a **** act, if a **** let a thing boom

A boom, boom

Girl'll give me brain when I'm billing my weed

Said that girl a aki moshy and hitting my trees

My lil' youngin, we've been watching, her spinners with ease

I tell 'em rock it from the side then you fill it with sweets

I got bagged up, searching and getting the P's

I was neither sloppy in the trap, I had dinners of eat chow

My cousin Digi be trap, he don't see drought

Trapping bring food not bringing the fiends out

I give my youngin things and I tell him to sneak 'round

Hella boom ball and I tell 'em to breeze out

I give my youngin things and I tell him to sneak 'round

Hella boom ball and I tell 'em to breeze out

Me and my **** till the end

Us **** really bust skins

If you ain't from the A, from the fills the bricks

In real life I ain't fucking with them

I don't like these rap ****, I don't wanna take a picture with them

I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be friends

Talk behind each others back and then they smile again

I don't my own thing, I don't wanna wild on them

So let me breathe, I just wanna stack P's

I'm tryna get one mill, two mill, and still go E on more Lee's

Yeah, my ****, how you mean?

I been living what they dream

Have to buy a limousine just for me and GG

And my southpaw B's, know what I mean?

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

I don't need new friends

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

I don't need new friends

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end

Me and my **** till the end