[Verse 1]
Ah man ah man
Born in the ends ima die in the ends
Here we go again wit these fake ass friends
Wasn’t there for the L’s wanna ride for the M’s
N O P nope a whole lotta niggas wit a whole lotta dope
Whole lotta backwoods whole lotta smoke
Niggas know my name man im good on the coast
Niggas know my name man im good wit the plug
You ain't from around here boy where you from
You ain't from the east you ain't from the east
Ye we checked your resume and you ain't from the streets
You ain't got no tings dawg you shouldn’t even beak
It’s a eat food ting but you ain't finna eat
We don’t beef my nigga
If you fuck around shit could get deep my nigga, get deep
[Hook]
You claim to be friends but I don’t see you in the ends
You claim to be friends but I don’t see you In the ends
You claim to be friends but I don’t see you in the ends
You claim to be friends but I don’t see you in the ends
[Verse 2]
Hol up they just talk about it they don’t really be about it
Hol up hol up straight up out the borough don’t kno where id be Without it
Hol up hol up man we really poppin we ain't even really blow up
Hol up hol up so how you claimin to be fam and you barely Even know us
Hol up, tryna get cream my nigga, know what I mean my nigga
Tez jus pulled up in a brand new Beemz my nigga
Mulah too you shoulda seen my nigga roll up
I ain't got time for the games if you ain't talkin money what the Fuck is you sayin
If you ain't a boss why the fuck is you playin
On the southside where the fuck we be stayin
The ends
[Hook]
Repeat x1