GRM Daily
Ended Up
[Intro: Fredo]
(Beatfreakz)
Yo

[Verse 1: Fredo]
I got all the baddest bitches in the picture now
My youngen caught a murder, little n***a's different now
But that's some shit that we ain't never gonna speak about
But sometimes when he speaks, he just freaks me out
All your n***as went to college, took the neeky route
Little Fredo must be blind 'cause he ain't seen a drought
Been out here since young and I ain't seen you out
Kept it cool, I was never one to scream and shout
She wanna leave, man, you might as well just wait and see
I'm on the radio, it's hard to stay away from me
I done sold every drug out here, A to Z
We done sent many thugs out here, A and E
You ever poked somethin' up and watch him tangle 'til he bleed?
And all you're really hoping was no cameras in the street
Hard times, I put a lot of magic in my keys
But I told my [?], it's rawer than a salmon in the sea
She wants to go to bed, we ain't having any sleep
This n***a wants to talk, don't want salad with my beef
These hammers ain't cheap, I spent 4 on a .44
She came in on two legs, now she's on all fours
[Chorus: Fredo]
I started in the ends, look where I ended up
We just started off as friends, how did it end in luck?
That's me whippin' down the ends, I'm in a Bentley Truck
N***as wanna envy us 'cause they ain't friends with us
My bad little miss wanna misbehave
Skipped school, sorry miss, I've been missing days
In jail for a stabbing, now I'm missing bae
Come home, go to Hatton and drop fifty K

[Verse 2: Fredo]
Yeah, we've been riding round the city with them go-go gadgets
I don't keep 'em on me no more, it's my bro's that pack it
When we jump out with sticks, n***as known to panic
Got 'em movin' like my bitch, they be so dramatic
I'm addicted, I got sellin' hobo habits
I'm the drip kid, my neck got a load of carats
So I roll with rabbits, ain't no tricks up my sleeve
I got bricks up the street, thirty-two thousand to take it from me
On my mother's life, I asked her where she get her bum from
Say her mother's side, I guess your mum is nice
My bitch is flawless but the hood I'm from is nothin' nice
My n***a's touring, that's why my name's up there underlined
I tried cookin' crack a hundred times before I done it right
That's a lot of quarters down the fuckin' pipe
She's watchin' TV in the Bentley 'cause it's fun inside
Smokin' weed in the house 'til I get puffy eyes
[Chorus: Fredo]
Yo, I started in the ends, look where I ended up
We just started off as friends, how did it end in luck?
That's me whippin' down the ends, I'm in a Bentley Truck
N***as wanna envy us 'cause they ain't friends with us
My bad little miss wanna misbehave
Skipped school, sorry miss, I've been missing days
In jail for a stabbing, now I'm missing bae
Come home, go to Hatton and drop fifty K