Felly - Endo lyrics

Yeah yeah come on with the come on get down with the get down I'm swerving steady, they trying to tell me Armageddon's coming God-damn I ain't even ready I throw machetes in my brain when I lack resin I'm off some headies but they hittin me like abscess Pardon my tardiness but this sh** no absence Illuminated I be banging sh** like crash test Like, how that make you feel? How that make you move, smoking weed to jazz music I be in this crazy mood I look around and its pretty wild what this world will do Open up for one (moment/woman) now they all controlling you I shed a tear for my people who ain't here Reminiscin' on my boy bradley, he died last year Thats some gruesome sh** I'd rather not get into Lookin out my window, blowin' out some endo I question if this is the life that I should live Seeking righteousness but then I grip the sin and I give in Melancholy, bumpin billy Holey, until I'm grinnin Tell my homies what I'm dreamin' But they tell me I'm trippin' Chorus But the time don't stop Uh-uh uh uh And this is really all I got Uh-uh uh-uh You either with me or you not Smoking on some pot, in the parking lot Thinking how the f** to get on top Aye-yo Walkin down the avenue I stubble And recognize that most you people never leaving trumbull And thats sad to me but ain't no diss to my town Cause honestly I got to get away this place hold me down I'm sippin berries tea thinkin about my father in life This instrumental suit me right I had to get on the mic You know my styles something like the dark mixed with the light But most my time I'm just b**hin' about some sh** I don't like Apologize I keep letting down the people I love I'm either working on my crap trying get me a buzz Down in my basement, at Tommys Ceres Yeah thats my fella Used to hit the blunt up in the woods and kick an acapella Ever since I started rhymin' serious, sh**'s been brighter My attention spand be lackin' lately yo wheres the lighter I write songs that splurge Nothing like some herb just to get the mood right And when I'm right mark my words Chorus Cause the time don't stop Uh-uh uh uh And this is really all I got Uh-uh uh-uh You either with me or you not Smoking on some pot, in the parking lot Thinking how the hell to get on top Lets go Outro Aye-yo Aye we ridin up I feel good(x3) My man davey's in my room right now He's lookin at the ceiling We coolin' . . . . WOOOP!