| Take a ride in the ends |
| I’m just chillin' over on the side with my friends, yeah, yeah |
| And I’ma die in a Benz |
| When I get the money |
| I won’t try to pretend, yeah, yeah |
| Feelin' fly in the ends |
| I’m just chillin' over on the side with my friends, yeah, yeah |
| And I’ma die in a Benz |
| When I get the money |
| I won’t try to pretend, yeah |
| If life’s a game this one’s pay to play |
| So many bars I’ve been afraid to say |
| So many reasons that I’ve stayed up late |
| Tryna make my case for the day to day |
| Saw problems make a greater plague |
| Kill Trump and Pence, can pray your gay away |
| This shit’s exhausting, I need a Gatorade |
| Now they faking pain, they can’t make a change |
| Boutta disappear like David Blaine |
| Can someone point me to the exit? |
| Damn, this work has really got me losing pounds |
| Like I’m coming out of Brexit |
| But I gotta eat my breakfast |
| I got some oatmeal and some Chex mix |
| Your girl talking 'bout my next hit |
| While she checks shit off of Netflix |
| I just finished with the dentist |
| She said I really need to floss more |
| So I went to the Yeezy store |
| And I like them shits, so I bought four |
| And one day I’ll be on tour |
| And they’ll be screaming for an encore |
| 'Cause I drop this bomb shit |
| Till they got it and they want more |
| Yeah |
| Take a ride in the ends |
| I’m just chillin' over on the side with my friends, yeah, yeah |
| And I’ma die in a Benz |
| When I get this money |
| I won’t try to pretend, yeah |
| Feelin' fly in the ends |
| I’m just chillin' over on the side with my friends, yeah, yeah |
| And I’ma die in a Benz |
| When I get this money |
| I won’t try to pretend, yeah |