Artist: Travis Scott f/ Andre 3000 Album: Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight Song: the ends Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: Travis Scott] 2 A.M. hollerin' outsiiide Lookin' but I cannot fiiind Don't you fall asleep this tiiime I been on a long way driiive Only you can stand my miiind Only you can fix insiiide So if I make it out toniiight Let's make it a badass tiiime [Travis Scott] Okay, I got it, copy 20/20 but I can't see nobody One eye open, Illuminati This might be the verse that make 'em drop me Ain't makin' friends, we just makin' hobbies No that wasn't my girl, that was just a hobby Call her 50, tell 'em load up the lobby Elevator up, no need to find me, yeah yeah X-ray vision, see through you niggas Newspaper stand, we press the issue We ain't sendin' shots, we launchin' missiles (yeah!) (Right up at your hood and loooad) Checkin' Third Ward, I'm goin' mental Fuckin' out my room, I've been rackin' up incidentals Cookin' on a tune, I been cheffin' up instrumentals Nothin' else to do when you're ridin' in the, when you ridin' in the In the back of the back seat Driver run the miles up like I'm runnin' a track meet Gotta watch my back now cause these niggas at me All black in a Benz when I pull up on you [Chorus: Travis Scott] They don't want to see me in the ends, in the ends Let me catch you creepin', yeah if I was dead, in the ends From the tribe of Check-A-Hoe like Indian, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah [Andre 3000] Ayy; today I'ma take a check and cancel left I guess it's all survival but please be careful I gave up on the Bible long time ago, uh I hope it ain't give up on me, I don't know I came up in the town, they were murderin' kids, mm And dumped them in the creek up from where I live (ay!) Bodies, bodies, bodies sprinkled around, uh We runnin' through the sprinkler lookin' around (ay!) Killer would show up with boxes of pizza, uh And said he had a label recruitin' people (uh!) Put that on my grandma and everythin', yeah My homie said he told 'em his name was Wayne It could've been me or could've been you too But what a memory in me, needin' to lose (could've been me) What's gon' patch up my intertube So I could pop a wheelie and walk it too? [Travis Scott] Oh yeah, La Flame with the nappy fro now, yeah In the ends, I'ma kick your door down Oh yeah, we keep wildin' out the Mo' now Oh yeah, keep that 300 zero when I pull up on ya