end times Video (MV)

[Chorus]
Living through the end times
Ain't that much to say about it
They keep saying pray about it
I don't think he hear about it
I don't think he know
Pistol on my bedside
I don't ever play about it
He don't even care about it

[Angelo Mota]
I ain't seen my momma in a year, f*ck
Pops had a heart attack, he prolly missed us
I got my prescription and the casa mixed up
I lost everything, everybody switched up
I got everything in my pockets, bitch ugh
They'll try anything to stop it, bitch ugh
Acting like robbers, playing coppers, bitch ugh
Y'all be playing chess, I'm playing soccer, kick up
Sorry I'm just used to seeing violence, it's tough
Money make a motherf*cker drop a yes sir
Imma talk shit soon as all the checks clear
I'll be rich, I just gotta pay the rent first
Making sure the 'yota fixed up
Know I'm bout to crack, like the yola bricked up
World going crazy, living in the end times
Why would you be worried bout how I spend mines

[Chorus]
Living through the end times
Ain't that much to say about it
They keep saying pray about it
I don't think he hear about it
I don't think he know
Pistol on my bedside
I don't ever play about it
He don't even care about it

[Leroy]
Why can't we f*ck and stay friends
You know, just in case the world ends
Still find a way to spend a light ten
Let you take the stage and do a mic check
I ain't even get to cop the ice yet
Put it on my soul, we can price match
Playing with the bows till I get a ice bath
If the world was ending, would you call back
Would I be your top one or two contacts
Could you tell me how it ends for me
Maybe granny lay some hands on me
What the business really is if there's no one to stand on it
Changing for the better, didn't plan on it
If she got some ass, I'm tryna put my hands on it
Guess that's really saying something
Would you save them all or would you save one
Would you take the call or would you hang up

[Mez]
I'm the one, it ain't no debate
Two, three, four times I done been close to fate
They was bangin the five and the six
Can't roll a seven out of Section 8
But I did, now nines and tens like to text me late
Eleven pm, the pussy is dying, I'm bout to seal its fate
But let these hoes know the world ending
I don't need them on my line
Asking me about a title
Baby I use Spotify
Real with it, aye
Kept up the hope but industry shit will kill it, aye
I was a lil hurt, my chest still feel it, aye
Rappers gon call my name, y'all boys really tripping
It could just be your world ending
The rest still spinning, hey
Getting older, getting wiser
Thornberry, man I been Donny and I been Eliza
Man them niggas trippin dawg, pray for Gaza
Bring that shit to the south side
They gon get a clip like a visualizer
I think we, might be

[Chorus]
Living through the end times
Ain't that much to say about it
They keep saying pray about it
I don't think he hear about it
I don't think he know
Pistol on my bedside
I don't ever play about it
He don't even care about it