Travis Scott – The Ends Lyrics

Travis Scott - The Ends Lyrics

Travis Scott – The Ends Lyrics

2 AM hollering outside
Looking but I cannot find
Don't you fall asleep this time
I been on a long way drive

Only you can stand my mind
Only you can fix inside
So if I make it out tonight
Let's make it a b*dass time

Okay I got it copy
20 20 But I can't see nobody
One eye open Illuminati
This might be the verse That make 'em drop me

Ain't making friends We just making hobbies
No that wasn't my girl That was just a hobby
Call her 50 Tell 'em load up the lobby
Elevator up No need to find me Yeah yeah

X-ray vision See through you n*ggas
Newspaper stand We press the issue
We ain't sending shots We launching missiles
Right up at your hood and load

Checking Third Ward I'm going mental
F*cking out my room I've been racking up incidentals
Cooking on a tune I been cheffing up instrumentals
Nothing else to do when you're riding in the

When you riding in the In the back of the back seat
Driver run the miles up like I'm running a track meet
Gotta watch my back now Cause these n*ggas at me
All back in a Benz When I pull up on you

They don't want to see me in the end In the end
Let me catch you creeping Yeah If I was dead in the end
From the tribe of check a hoe like Indian
Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah

Today I'mma take a cheque and cancel left
I guess it's all survival but please be careful
I gave up on the Bible long time ago
I hope it ain't give up on me I don't know

I came up in the town They were murdering kids
And dumped them in the creek up from where I live
Bodies Bodies Bodies sprinkled around
We running through the sprinkler looking around

Killer would show up with boxes of pizza
And said he had a label recruiting people
Put that on my grandma and everythink
My homie said he told 'em his name was Wayne

It could've been me or could've been you too
What a memory in me Needing to lose
What's gon' catch up my interlude
So I could pop a wheelie and walk it too

Oh yeah La Flame with the nappy fro now
In the ends I'mma kick your door down
Oh yeah We keep wilding out the Mo' now
Oh yeah Keep that 300 zero when I pull up on ya

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