End of Daze Spillage Village, JID & EARTHGANG (Ft. Hollywood JB, Jurdan Bryant & Mereba)
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[Intro]
I don't even wanna work
[Chorus: Doctur Dot, JID, Mereba, Johnny Venus]
It's the end of days, end of times
My, oh my
Up in a blaze, you can't hide (Can't hide)
Why oh why? All the kids afraid, momma cries
God packed His bags and said, "Bye-bye"
God packed Her bags and said, "Bye-bye"
Why, why, why?
[Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
Before it's all said and done, I'ma spend this money
'Fore it's all said and done, I'ma fuck these hoes
And I ain't pullin' out shit but the chopper, though
I end the weak like domingo and sábado
No petty shit when you can see it's bigger problems, bro
But I'm a nigga, I'll kill you, you know how it go
Nonchalant on most occasions, apocalypse no different
It take a lot to phase him, take even more to kill him
I watch, but I don't listen, a ox, I'm pullin' wagons
My mama birthed a nigga with the spirit of a dragon
On the last day of the calendar, I live like an assassin
I'ma pray before we go down with the planet
Drank some, smoke some, fuck some, yum-yum
'Fore it's all done, tell one you love one
I don't even wanna work
[Chorus: Doctur Dot, JID, Mereba, Johnny Venus]
It's the end of days, end of times
My, oh my
Up in a blaze, you can't hide (Can't hide)
Why oh why? All the kids afraid, momma cries
God packed His bags and said, "Bye-bye"
God packed Her bags and said, "Bye-bye"
Why, why, why?
[Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
Before it's all said and done, I'ma spend this money
'Fore it's all said and done, I'ma fuck these hoes
And I ain't pullin' out shit but the chopper, though
I end the weak like domingo and sábado
No petty shit when you can see it's bigger problems, bro
But I'm a nigga, I'll kill you, you know how it go
Nonchalant on most occasions, apocalypse no different
It take a lot to phase him, take even more to kill him
I watch, but I don't listen, a ox, I'm pullin' wagons
My mama birthed a nigga with the spirit of a dragon
On the last day of the calendar, I live like an assassin
I'ma pray before we go down with the planet
Drank some, smoke some, fuck some, yum-yum
'Fore it's all done, tell one you love one
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