paroles de chanson We're At The End (Outro) - Tru Sway
Yeah
I
say
I
say
Eh
Bro
All
for
the
bands
on
bands
I'm
jus
caught
up
tryna
run
up
With
some
rands
& change
Fight
with
the
heat
I
I
hate
the
city
on
ends
I
hate
my
fycks
up
on
ends
Run
at
the
cents
ain't
a
game
I
don't
vibe
with
some
feelings
I
leave
them
in
cages
Talk
to
my
people
the
devil
is
crazy
I
got
my
problems
on
pages
All
of
my
issues
on
chains
Ain't
no
females
in
my
roof
I
swear
All
on
my
soul
God
bless
All
on
my
hooks
I
jus
be
praying
some
days
Already
I
been
patient
today
I
hope
they
were
ready
for
me
I
ain't
got
no
ink
my
skin
Only
some
scars
from
my
teens
Only
some
wounds
from
my
wrestling
days
I
hope
I
don't
end
up
with
alotta
regrets
Jus
lessons
not
LS
And
a
couple
of
Wins
so
I
could
put
a
queen
in
a
BENZ
So
my
kids
can
grow
up
with
some
view
in
the
hills
I
know
when
I'm
done
211
gone
pray
that
I
never
left
I
swear
Many
hours
that
I
spend
so
I
could
put
my
stress
in
a
grave(grave)
Even
my
soul
oh
yeah(oh
yeah)
My
demons
couldn't
bribe
oh
yeah(oh
yeah)
I
was
smoking
too
hard
That
night
(that
night)
Hey
could've
end
up
Touching
my
heart
oh
no(oh
no)
They
got
no
chance
while
I
gas(while
I
gas)
Slave
to
the
plug
oh
damn
(oh
damn)
All
in
my
veins
it
stay
(it
stay)
All
in
my
mind
it
vacate(vacay)
This
be
the
last
ink
on
the
page
I
gave
it
chance
& I
failed(&
I
failed)
I
gave
it
a
shot
& I
flopped(&
I
flopped)
Yeah
This
was
meant
to
be
A
blessing
from
God
Talent
given
so
I
could
secure
The
umbrella
for
tomorrow
But
I
put
in
the
work
& it
fell
I
jus
be
thanking
the
lord
He
gave
me
chance
to
run
at
the
bag
& gave
me
a
taste
of
game(game)
Now
that
I
know
how
it
feels
To
see
my
name
when
I'm
moving
to
places
i
never
been(I
been)
Now
I
gotta
live
with
the
fact
That
my
niece
gone
hear
from
Her
brother
that
her
uncle
is
straight
outta
E
He
used
to
run
to
the
prada
in
the
night
He
was
hustler
He
used
to
body
the
raps
He
used
to
plug
in
the
heat
in
the
street
He
was
the
president
He
never
needed
a
tag
to
enter
the
litty
He
had
a
price
on
a
hook(on
a
hook)
He
had
a
price
on
a
verse
(damn
nigga)
He
had
a
price
jus
to
get
on
the
stage
He
lived
a
dream
while
Fycking
a
honey
who
thick(thick)
Before
mad
rains
in
the
west
side
(In
the
West
side)
Before
mad
weather
in
the
west
side
(In
the
West
side)
Before
mad
rains
in
the
West
side
(In
the
West
side)
Before
mad
weather
in
the
West
side
(In
the
West
side)
Before
mad
rains
in
the
West
side
(In
the
West
side)
(In
the
West
side)
(West
side)
oh
no
You
know
nothing
nigga
We
used
to
chill
at
the
corner
Me
& my
bros
(bros)
Before
we
even
thought
We
could
become
a
addict
to
a
smoke
I
know(I
know)
To
a
smoke
I
know,(I
know)
I
saw
a
bag
full
with
the
glocks
& that's
when
I
knew
That
ain't
road
that
I
wanna
take
Jus
need
me
a
honey
who
thick
& a
coupla
cheques
But
none
of
that
coulda
been
But
none
of
that
coulda
happen
If
I
choose
to
take
out
One
of
the
tools
in
the
bag
I
could've
ended
up
in
a
bag
& either
the
instrumentals
On
this
heat
I'm
on
could
ever
kick
But
I
sound
like
nothing
that
Live
on
this
planet,
I
found
me
a
Shawty
who
wasn't
thick
like
the
cream
But
I
gave
her
the
Di*k
now
She
thick
like
the
maybech
I
am
a
king
in
a
castle
(castle)
Walk
to
the
throne
and
sit
with
a
drink(drink)
Gimme
my
crown
while
I'm
leading
them
(I'm
leading
them)
Gimme
my
flowers
I'm
needing
them
(I'm
needing
them)
So
many
stories
I
wrote
on
my
pages
I
couldn't
display
to
the
game(to
the
game)
To
all
of
my
people
I'm
sorry
(I'm
sorry)
Leave
them
in
hearts
that
are
broken
(broken)
Leave
them
in
hearts
that
are
broken
(Leave
them
in
hearts
that
are
broken)
(Leave
them
in
hearts
that
are
broken)
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