Hello To The End

I done seen every nigga in the city get rich
Oh how quick do they forget
Oh I ain't got time for a regret
We gon put the game in a chokehold til they submit bitch

[Verse 1]
Sick dog where the vet
They left me hangin by my neck
Had to find the finesse
Cuz niggas wasn't splitin checks
Came up on the price
How you winnin playin nice
Check my back remove the knife
Vice Haus comin twice
I was lookin for a 9 to 5
Filling out applications
But I just came up off a tour
So what the fuck is you sayin
Southside pledgin under oath
Gold Grammy I need one of those
Fake friends baby what are those
Wheels turnin like a 100 spokes
They disappear like Mason Betha
Think they found somethin better
Hope God hold yo head up
Cuz boy we aimin from the legs up
These niggas thinkin they did somethin
Twitter got these boys gassed
But we the only was runnin
Leave dem hoes in da past

[Hook]
I done seen every nigga in the city get rich
Oh how quick do they forget
Oh I ain't got time for a regret
We gon put the game in a chokehold til they submit bitch
Let em in, let me in
This ain't nothin but revenge
Welcome to the Vice Haus nigga
Where that funny shit ends
No these niggas ain't your friends
No these niggas ain't your friends
Say goodbye to the nice guy
Say hello to the end

[Verse 2]
Kawasaki kick stand
City leanin on ya mans
Y'all niggas had years
Couldn't even make a plan
Y'all some one hit wonders
Every single last one of y'all
Swear to God man I'm done with y'all
Ask God boy I'm done wit y'all
Too busy poppin addreals
Guess you ain't that nigga after all
Came fast with a faster fall
Turnover like its basketball
So what the fuck is we doin
No rings Pat Ewing
Phone off trap boomin
Phone off trap boomin
I put this whole thang on my mama I'm runnin up commas until we extinct
I'm runnin on premium, these niggas medium, bruh what the fuck did u think
We do not flip flop these boys Love & Hip Hop
Beefin wit niggas and bitches forever boy you was never the tip top
Boy this shit hot
[Hook]