Текст Juice WRLD – End Of The Road

This is as far as it goes
This the end of the road
This the end of the road, the end of the road
It’s suicidal she wrote

We don’t love these hoes, our hearts got colder
It’s hard out here for a lonely stoner
I know I’m doin’ drugs, just always
Just faded ’cause I never throw up
Pray to God my plug can pour up
Pray to God my plug still show up
I know the last time we tried to rob ’em
He lucky, bro, lil mane fucking off him
I’m drinkin’, drivin’ in the Bentley coupe so
It’s hard for me to drive, move too slow
Told you, baby, I ain’t saving no hoe
I only save the money, anti-hero
I burn my old clothes and got some new clothes
I left my old hoes and got some new hoes
I really got a chopper and it’s kickin’ like judo
He shootin’ while I’m drivin’ the two-door

This is as far as it goes
This the end of the road
This the end of the road, the end of the road
It’s suicidal she wrote
This is the end of the show, it’s over
We doin’ drugs ’til we in a coma
This is as far as it goes
This the end of the road

I’m smokin’ dope ’til I’m in a coma
The moonrock on me, I love the auroma
Get so high that I’m in the clouds with falling angels
These missles halos
She love the coke but not Coca-Cola
But she’ll still pop it like a soda for ya
Her name rings bells like a Motorola
I lay the bitch off like I’m her employer
And she gon’ ride like a rollercoaster
And I’m gon’ hide when the love is over
But it’s far from over, losing composure
In the coffin, laying stiff like a board

This is as far as it goes
This the end of the road
This the end of the road, the end of the road
It’s suicidal she wrote
This is the end of the show, it’s over
We doin’ drugs ’til we in a coma
This is as far as it goes
This the end of the road
This the end of the road, the end of the road
It’s suicidal she wrote
This is the end of the show, it’s over
We doin’ drugs ’til we in a coma