The End - The Jacka

Think hard, what I’ma do

I need paper right now so I load up the Uz

Scrape the block dumb loaded and I’m lookin for niggas

It ain’t really hard to notice we ain’t dealin' with feelings

You can’t hang around The Jack unless you witnessed a killing

And nobody know but you and your niggas

Partners doin' time, can’t send them pictures

Cuz we so into crime, the feds wanna clip us

So, just write a rhyme and picture us richer

Your bail was declined you’s a flight risk nigga

The reason why we light this nigga

Like I’ll probably take his life cuz I don’t like this nigga

I got hands I’m a man so I fight this nigga

When I win he still a bitch so I light this nigga

In the end.

No matter how hard I try

Ask Allah for forgiveness but we still gon' die

I can be successful and have enemies

Or be poor and have friends out here strugglin' with me

Never been here before, this the height of my life

Never seen this much dough, or this much white

Yeah my heart beatin' fast, but it’s alright

Niggas in and out the crib, been like this all night

Got my momma out here stressin', cuz this ain’t life

Left my lessons on the dresser, cuz I’m too high

Kaz I won’t forget ya, free my nigga Ice