The Ends
Travis Scott Lyrics

Two AM hollerin' outside
It's late at night and someone is shouting loudly outside.

Lookin' but I cannot find
Despite looking, I can't see who's making the noise outside.

Don't you fall asleep this time
Don't go to sleep and miss the night's adventures.

I been all alone on a long way drive
I've been driving alone for a long distance.

Only you can stand my mind
Only you can handle and understand my thoughts.

Only you can fix inside
Only you can heal my emotional wounds.

So if I make it out tonight
If I get through the night safely,

Let's make it a badass time
let's make it a memorable time full of excitement.

Okay, I got it, copy
I understand the situation and I acknowledge it.

20/20, but I can't see nobody
My vision is perfect, yet I can't see anyone around me.

One eye open, Illuminati
I'm wary and cautious, like the Illuminati symbol.

This might be the verse that make 'em drop me
This song's lyrics might be controversial and get me banned from the industry.

Ain't makin' friends, we just makin' hobbies
We're not making real connections, just passing the time.

Know they want my girl, that was just a hobby
Others may want my partner, but it was just a fleeting interest for them.

Call her 50, tell 'em load up the lobby
I'll call my bodyguards, nicknamed '50', to come protect my crew.

Elevate her up, no need to find me
Lift my partner up, I'll be fine on my own for a while.

X-ray vision, see through you niggas
I'm able to see through other people's intentions and lies.

Newspaper stand, we press the issue
We're making headlines and creating news stories.

We ain't sendin' shots, we launchin' missiles
We're not just taking small jabs, we're going all out in our actions.

Right up at your hood up north
We're targeting someone's neighborhood in the northern part of town.

Checkin' third ward, I'm goin' mental
I'm going crazy trying to keep watch over the third ward.

Fuckin' out my room, I been rackin' up incidentals
I've been indulging in reckless behavior and making expensive mistakes.

Cookin' on a tune, I been cheffin' up instrumentals
I'm perfecting my craft and making amazing music.

Nothin' else to do when you're ridin' in the
There's nothing else to do when you're just driving.

When you ridin' in the, in the back of the back seat
When you're a passenger in the back seat of a luxury car.

Driver run the miles up like I'm runnin' a track meet
The driver is driving fast, like they're in a race.

Gotta watch my back now, 'cause these niggas at me
I need to be cautious because others might be after me.

All black in a Benz when I pull up on you
I'll roll up in a black Mercedes-Benz when I come see you.

They don't want to see me in the end
Others don't want to see me succeed in life.

Let me catch you creepin', here past ten, in the ends
If I find you wandering around my neighborhood late at night, there will be consequences.

From a tribe of check-a-hoe like Indian
I'm from a community of people who are always hustling to make money.

To them I'm a big dick, a cheque and some laughter (hey!)
To some people, I'm just a wealthy and entertaining person.

I guess it's all survival but please be careful, uh
We're all just trying to survive, so be cautious.

I gave up on the Bible long time ago
I stopped believing in religious texts a while back.

I hope it ain't give up on me, I don't know
I hope I haven't been abandoned by the divine power.

I came up in the town, they were murderin' kids
I grew up in a place where children were killed.

And dumped them in the creek up from where I live
Their dead bodies were thrown into the nearby river.

Bodies, bodies, bodies sprinkled around
There were corpses scattered throughout the area.

We runnin' through the sprinkler looking around
Trying to distract ourselves from the horror by playing.

Killer would show up with boxes of pizza
The murderer would offer peace offerings, like pizza.

And said he had a label recruitin' people
He claimed to be a talent scout, looking for new musicians.

Put that on my grandma and everythin'
I swear on my grandmother's name, as proof that I'm telling the truth.

My homie said he told 'em his name was Wayne
My friend claims to have given the murderer a false name.

It could've been me, it could've been you too
We were all at risk of becoming victims of the killer.

But what a memory in me, it may need interludes
The memory of that time still haunts me, it may need breaks to process.

What's gon' patch up my inner tube
What's going to heal the emotional damage caused by that experience.

So I could pop a wheelie and walk it too
So I can have a carefree and adventurous spirit again, without fear.

Oh yeah, the flame with the nappy fro now
I'm the one with the wild and untamed hair now.

In the ends, I'ma kick your door down
I'll break through your defenses and come after you in your own territory.

Oh yeah, we keep wildin' out the Mo' now
We're going crazy and being reckless, even in luxury hotels.

(Oh, yeah) keep that 300 Z-Ro when I pull up on ya
I'll still show off my flashy sports car when I come to see you.