End Of Tha Line

I'm at the end of my line, I'm at the end of my line I don't be giving no fucks no more I'm running these checks up, bands up How you gonna talk about love and trust Bitch, I don't trust you no I got a bad lil bitch, she keep my glock She keep it inside her purse I just been sipping too much syrup Shawty, I just need a nurse Turn around and turn it back I'm just running up the code Give her money, then she said I didn't wanna f*ck her last week I just made a buck, don't mean to be a dick I just Ran it up, like I got gas All these niggas wanna talk But they don't wanna get a beam Shawty, I'm poppin' these Percs I'm playing with your heart How you gon' top it like that Baby, you don't got it, nah One pill, two pill, three pill, I'm sober One pill, two pill, three pill, I'm sober Look at my wrist, there's too many scars Like we made a fuss I just be makin' these digits up I just be makin' these bitches lost I just be makin' money, yeah, yeah Money, money, yeah, yeah That's what's up I should be makin' money, yeah, yeah Money, money, yeah, yeah One pill, two pill, three pill, I'm sober One pill, two pill, three pill, I'm sober Shawty, f*ck you, yes, you know Yeah, you show me off She wanna meet a limo I don't really go down F*ck me, I say I go side I don't mean to even, I don't give no fucks And baby, if your mama cry I'll be on Pug and Pug your ex Yeah, yeah, I'm sippin' on dirt I'm sippin' on my ass I'ma show you my love I'ma let you know love I'ma let you know first No more, I'ma hit you I've been so low How you gon' talk about love and trust Bitch, I don't trust you, nah I got a better bitch, she keep my guy I'ma show you my love I'ma let you know love I'ma let you know first No more, I'ma hit you I've been so low How you gon' talk about love and trust Bitch, I don't trust you, nah I got a better bitch, she keep my guy Now you're shootin' at me Never ever show me love, no I got your sister, so I'm winding up Hey, I didn't need a million bucks I don't party easy, money ain't just the cost Shawty, I've been playin' hard But I still got it like I'm losing some I ain't know how you know how But you know I'm tryna pull it off I'm not glad we ain't on the run Pull up, pull up, yeah, we pop another Pop a five, yeah, we pop another one Burnin' racks, I'm tryna check it like I'm done