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letra de the end - mad sadiq

[hook: mad sadiq]
i ain’t cried since 2014
when grandma died, that very night i wanted to be
beside her
all my tears in a pillow case, lit a fire
burning just to make the song weep

[verse 1: mad sadiq]
like when we made “free”
verbally ill-strated our grief
i got too comfortable with the deceased
said a change is a brewing
maybe why i die in all my dreams
basically been happening since i was three
pray it doesn’t come to be
dead the sh-t, here i go with death again
karma’s grеat, but my return has been irrelevant
chillin’ with thе homies quickly turned into malevolance
and depression when they murdered a friend

[verse 2: ej!]
they say revenge really no good
i just pressed the whole hood
more shots than nba practiced hit me and more blood
spilling from my body, the kids is watching him grow up
know they people shot me and tried to copy, they so tough
wish my n-ggas was with me, bullets fly and they hit me
i just died over bullsh-t, know my mama gon’ miss me
watch her cry in the pulpit, my n-ggas slide in a jiffy
i’m crying, they break the cycle
but it’s unlikely, they hear me
[hook: mad sadiq]
i ain’t cried since 2014
when grandma died, that very night i wanted to be
beside her
all my tears in a pillow case, lit a fire
burning just to make the song weep

[verse 3: mad sadiq]
cause it gets deeper than six feet
the reaper can’t break the faith in my beliefs
but knees get weaker eventually
running from suffering is egregious and tense
and we easily sin
so what’s even the end scheme?
think of why granny couldn’t wait to leave this land
we all had to share one sp-ce heater fam
grand-dad can’t handle but he know the dealer can
mama hit my phone said, “your sis’ sw-ngin’ from ceiling fans”
i’m busy tryna study kendrick, ye, and jigga-man
like what’s the plan?
best way to appeal to fans
it’s like my world is burning while i’m tryna build a brand
n0body understands, makes me not even feel my friends
switching over a b-tch, i might have to k!ll a man
revive the dead, just to go back and sin again
i swear to god that i’ll die for this sh-t
gave my life to him, but i wonder what is the prize for this sh-t?
hurts to see your homies printed on a shirt, family in the dirt
and know they couldn’t see you flourish first, cause ain’t that the purpose?
all of this strife, is it worth it?
been giving everything with all my might, lord i hope it’s worth it
cause it was frightening, retiring from the verses
surely on the verge of doing something worse
disappointment, dysfunction, despair, and death
gave me urges
felt like i served my time on this earth
the end

- mad sadiq

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