Some people rob their mother for the ends Rats snitch on one another for the Sometimes kids get for the ends So we go any further, I want my ends
Cat named Darrell, he didn't have a He was Harvard material, Ivy League Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A. But now he's waiting 'cause it's rent to pay
downsizing, inflation's rising Can't a job, he's feeling kind of stressed Don't feel the effects when he says Forgot to count how many I've been blessed
So falls off track, smoking the Crack And once it hits his brain, a chain react Sells the off his back, shoes off his feet losing all his teeth, now he's out in the street
And all of sudden he's like, Jesse Trying to stick up kids for watches and chains But from Business School, he's nervous with the tool So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool for the
Some people will rob their mother for the Rats on one another for the ends And kids get murdered for the ends So before we go any further, my ends
I knew this named Sally, she had a nice strut Everywhere I went, she was on the cut Swinging that butt like place ad here Only the Benz and rocked the fly gear
Brand wearing, champagne waving Jewels her neck, lotta style she's craving Ain't no saving, she's doing enough You do the lending, do the bending
machine vending, it's money for take Shopping get her on her knees Hit her the keys of your crib, you acting funny Come one day, find her counting out your money
the Wetlands to the way to the Apollo If you're broke she'll spit, you're She might swallow for the
Some will rob their mother for the ends The rats on one another for the ends And sometimes get murdered for the ends So we go any further, want my ends
I knew two homeboys, who made a lot of noise Making money on the block, kids was on they They tougher than leather like Reverend Run DMC, was toting guns
And holdin' weight, out of state Stackin' mad chips and phat whips Fly jewels, golds, got no job And one disappeared, one got for the ends
Some people will rob their mother for the The snitch on one another for the ends And sometimes get murdered for the ends So before we go any further, I my ends I said, I my ends
Some will rob their mother for the ends Rats on one another for the ends And sometimes get murdered for the ends