Endo (Prod. FloFilz)

Yeah yeah come on with the come on

get down with the get down

I'm swerving steady

They trying to tell me Armageddon's coming

God-damn I ain't even ready

I throw machetes in my brain when I lack resin

I'm off some headies but they hittin me like abscess

Pardon my tardiness but this *****t no absence

Illuminated I be banging *****t like crash test

Like, how that make you feel?

How that make you move

Smoking ***** to jazz music I be in this crazy mood

I look around and it's pretty wild what this world will do

Open up for one (moment/woman) now they all controlling you

I shed a tear for my people who ain't here

Reminiscin' on my boy bradley, he died last year

That's some gruesome *****t I'd rather not get into

Lookin out my window, blowin' out some endo

I question if this is the life that I should live

Seeking righteousness but then I grip the sin and I give in

Melancholy, bumpin billy Holey, until I'm grinnin

Tell my homies what I'm dreamin'

But they tell me I'm trippin'

But the time don't stop

Uh-uh uh uh

And this is really all I got

Uh-uh uh-uh

You either with me or you not

Smoking on some pot, in the parking lot

Thinking how the **** to get on top

Walkin down the avenue I stubble

And recognize that most you people never leaving trumbull

And that's sad to me but ain't no diss to my town

Cause honestly I got to get away this place hold me down

I'm sippin berries tea thinkin about my father in life

This instrumental suit me right I had to get on the mic

You know my styles something like the dark mixed with the light

But most my time I'm just *****in' about some *****t I don't like

Apologize I keep letting down the people I love

I'm either working on my crap trying get me a buzz

Down in my ba*****t, at Tommys Ceres

Yeah thats my fella

Used to hit the blunt up in the woods and kick an acapella

Ever since I started rhymin' serious, *****t's been brighter

My attention spand be lackin' lately yo wheres the lighter

I write songs that splurge

Nothing like some herb just to get the mood right

And when I'm right mark my words

Cause the time don't stop

Uh-uh uh uh

And this is really all I got

Uh-uh uh-uh

You either with me or you not

Smoking on some pot, in the parking lot

Thinking how the hell to get on top

Let's go

Aye-yo

Aye we ridin up

I feel good I feel good I feel good

My man davey's in my room right now

He's lookin at the ceiling

We coolin'

WOOOP!