End Of The Day

END OF THE DAY (lyrics)

Still put that work in my sock, if they try arresting me
I’m really just focused on stacking; I think that’s best for me
I really just hope I ain't lacking
Mum told me be bought that action
You ain't in the front then you passive
I’m tired of niggas who gassing

Im tryna get all this shit done by the end of the day x3
Theres way too much shit on my plate
I close my eyes say grace

I’m lucky I tripped a few times I cannot fall flat on my face
This white bitch wanna fuck me, think that’s its cos of my race
Annihilate all my foes I put niggas in their place
Domination with my gs I put niggas in place
You ain't watching your place now some nigga in your place
This milf that I got 36 I guess she ain't watching my age
I cannot see niggas like ray but I’m still here for the fade
Rap game hustle same thing, some things never change

Out here playing for keeps
Them boy follow like sheep
Italianos on my feet and I just spent five bills like last week
Peak
Them boy built like Reak
Can't be looking like me my rough rider say a nigga too flee

I’m tryna get all this shit done by the end of the day x3
Theres way too much shit on my plate I close my eyes say grace

If man cross the line man I have to 8 mile em
I got too much mileage
And were way used to knives and silence
Uk crisis, unfortunate timing
The ends that I live got respect from the kid’s cos I been on my ish and they know what it is
Started my wave
Asserted myself
Grinding too hard and it speaks for itself
They say I’m wavey Michael phelps
But them man didn’t offer no help
So I guess its every man for himself
Pull up my sock and I gucci’d my belt
I’m like fuck how you felt
I took your girl cos I made her heart melt
They cannot put all this shit on the shelf
I got a feeling they feeling themselves

I’m tryna get all this shit done by the end of the day x3
There’s way too much shit on my plate
I close my eyes say grace