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Life On The Endz

Rimzee
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It's your boy Snap Capone, fresh from the fucking can Shout out my brother, Rimz The new tape, Cold Feet You know the vibes, we're knee deep in the streets Foreign language They sent me off to jail Jail Like, nigga what's my worth? Worth I was in the mosque My mummy in the church Church My daddy in a hearse Feel the pain and it hurts If we've got beef, trying to put you on a shirt Land in a jail, same day, induction wing Shit, I'm getting life if my co-de tries to sing Incarcerated, still pulling strings, violin Strings Jail like my second home Forever going in They relate to my raps Yeah I was raised in them flats Yeah If you heard it from me, then take it as a fact Snap Slim nigga, but my pockets getting fat Polo I remember days I was praying for a Mac Mac Life is a test Test I'm live in the flesh Yeah I'm tired and I'm stressed Yeah Judge life to my friends When will it end? This is life on the ends Ends Paranoid, still gotta roll with a skeng RIP Skeng Live by the gun or die by the sword Sword Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw Saw Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor Trap I just want the Bentley Bentayga and the Porsche Skrr, skrr Live by the gun or die by the sword Sword Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw Saw Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor Trap I just want the Bentley Bentayga and the Porsche Yo, armed feds in the drum Red beams on your son Mum got in the way, I jumped in front of my mum True stories Fought the case but we lost He was riding for the block Now my nigga in this box and this beef can't squash Rest in peace Got a guilty verdict I know I ain't perfect Before I took Shahada, I used to go Sunday service SubhanAllah Used to borrow mashes Never had a fiver Then we got our own 'cause them niggas tried to style us Sitting in that cage, letters every other day Told Mum, "I'm okay I'll be free one day" Insha'Allah In my Gucci sliders On that wing comfy Line still running, taking two racks monthly Facts Still getting dough with same chick that I was broke with Ah Had to get focused on that block, I was hopeless Jail was worthy Some things I had to learn, G, ' Cause I know I coulda died or got a 30 True stories Live by the gun or die by the sword Sword Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw Saw Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor Trapped I just want the Bentley Bentayga and the Porsche Skrr, skrr Live by the gun or die by the sword Sword Can't feel my pain, gotta see what I saw Saw Cold nights, trap house, slept on the floor Trapped I just want the Bentley Bentayga and the Porsche Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr