Tha End

Underw6ter exclusive, bitch it's sad
It's sad 'cause the world had
To get like this
And it's sad 'cause my bitch
Had to get like this
And it's sad 'cause my bitch
Had to act like this
And it's sad 'cause these people
Tryna act like this
And it's sad 'cause the world
Had to get to this
And it's sad 'cause these bitches
Couldn't handle that shit

Yeah, it's sad for the world (Sad)
Yeah, it's sad for my girl
And it's sad 'cause I'd die for you
Can't believe I tried for you
Bitch, I'm rocking these hundreds
Not twenties (Hundreds)
Everything turn into luxury (Luxury)
How you gon' keep that shit from me? (How?)
Then act like you the one that want me (Want)
Every Sunday, this dick in your tummy
All the acting so childish, it's nothing
I turned it nothing to something
Yeah, I do not like the assumption
Yeah, and you know that we mean this shit
Nothing
Yeah, every time that we wild for nothing
(Wild)
I been left for a while, but it's nothing
I really love drugs and money (Drugs)
And no one gon' take that shit from me (No)
Where you at? Where you been? Where you from?
Yeah, I'm on the side where we won
Yeah, I'm on the side where we jump (Get 'em)

They don't even got to trust me, it's up
Why the hell is this bitch acting up?
You tell my money, "We love"
And I tell your mother, "I love you"
Can't go back, oh, I said I can't trust you
We off them drugs everyday
These pockets, they mad 'cause they paid
They don't understand me, they hate
I'm on this Oxy, for real
I got two sides, for real
And I'm on this X for real (For real)
I couldn't tell you the spill (For real)
I'm in the Trackhawk, and
I'm going two hundred, i grab the wheel
(My twizzy)
I care about money, I care about nothing
I don't care what you want
Don't care how you feel
I almost died right there
But I'm back for real (For real)
Yeah, I'm getting way too high
For my own good, i got to go chill
(Chill)
I can't be another example, I got to be real
But how the fuck do I chill on this
Shit when the lifestyle way too real?

Yeah, it's sad for the world (Sad)
Yeah, it's sad for my girl
And it's sad 'cause I'd die for you
Can't believe I tried for you
Bitch, I'm rocking these hundreds
Not twenties (Hundreds)
Everything turn into luxury (Luxury)
How you gon' keep that shit from me? (How?)
Then act like you the one that want me (Want)
Every Sunday, this dick in your tummy
All the acting so childish, it's nothing
I turned it nothing to something
Yeah, I do not like the assumption
Yeah, and you know that we mean this shit
Nothing
Yeah, every time that we wild for nothing
(Wild)
I been left for a while, but it's nothing
I really love drugs and money (Drugs)
And no one gon' take that shit from me (No)
Where you at? Where you been? Where you from?
Yeah, I'm on the side where we won
Yeah, I'm on the side where we jump (Get 'em)

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