(Everything must change...)

Ends...

some people would rob their mother, for the ends

Rat snitch on one another, for the ends

Sometimes kids get murdered, for the ends

So before we go any further I want my ends.....

I knew this cat named Dell he didnt have a dollar

He was Harvard material, Ivy League scholar

Had a PHD, an MBA, but now hes waiting tables, cause theres rent ta pay

Companys downsizing, Inflations rising

Cant find a job, hes feeling kinda stressed

Doesnt even feel the effects when he says

Forgot to count how many times he been blessed

So he falls of track, starts smoking tha crack

And once it hits his brain, starts to chain react

Sells the shirt off his back, the shoes off his feet

Hes loosin all his teeth, now hes out in the street

And all of the sudden hes like Jesse James

Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains

But hes from business school, and hes nervous with the tool

So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool...

For the ends, some people would rob their mother, for the ends

Rat snitch on one another, for the ends

Sometimes kids get murdered, for the ends

So before we go any further I want my ends...

I knew this chick named Sally she had a nice strut

And everywere that I went she was up in the cut

Swingin that butt, like place your add here

Only rock the benz, that rock the fly gear

Brand name wearing, champagne wavin

Jewels around her neck, lay the style she craving

Aint no saving, shes doing all the spending

If you do the lending, shell do the bending

Straight machine bending, its money for tail

Shopping sprees get her on her knees

And if you hit her with the keys of your crib, your acting funny

Come home one day, find her counting ou