Ain't The End (2017 Remake) [Over, By Drake Mixtape] by Ariosa Estelle published on 2021-07-07T18:26:38Z Lyrics & Vocals: Ariosa Estelle Check all my socials and find my other music platforms: https://li.sten.to/ariosaestelle Lyrics: (Intro) There ain’t no stars where I came from So we made them Wasn’t raised in the hood But I swear I’m still good Go ahead and judge me And tell me you don’t love me I can take how you feel But I bet I never meet another nigga that’ll show me the deal (Chorus) Oh yeah, that’s right I’m going in I’m doing me right now, babe And this how imma be till it’s over Till it’s over But it’s far from over (Verse 1) Welcome to my rap game New to the play Set up the stage and watch all these actors go insane My mind make the money And the money make the fame And the fame make the fortune But I bet your mind won’t be the same Got a couple different genres that I know Imma keep Nigga stay stunting Know they aint ready me We don’t get tongue tied Rapping like Drake on the beat If you can’t keep up with me Then you gon get caught in the sweep Reinforces imported I need somebody important No one ever taught me how to love So your heart stays heartbroken Anybody could change Me, I’m just trynna cha-ching All you do is just complain Compliments cant come your way But everytime they look back Turn that clock back Everything they said they ever wanted, Where’d it go, babe? Not for me tho imma keep hustling till I’m the best known Flossing cuz I know I’m bout to do it for the real tho (Bridge) I know way too many people here right now That were never for me last year Why you even call? I swear it feels like I’ve wasted my life I’ve been everywhere and back but I just can’t remember it all But this ain’t the end (Chorus) (Verse 2) I swear this trap be cold Everything they’ve ever known Carving lyrics like a stone Underground, my story told Baby, whatchu even on? Can you compete for that bone? Told me that my voice was gold But I waited till I’m grown Worst mistake You gotta a chance better take And prove to all these bad dirt dusty rappers That they all fake Yeah, they bout to make a cake cuz all I do is graduate I told them add some steak cuz I’m ready to eat and come awake There aint no taking breaks Toughing up when you get that ache Driving fast we dont hit no break Hit the studio for my sake Yeah, you know all I do is take Guilty feelings aint got none babe If I steal your fame It aint me to blame Then it’s me in the game And its better that way Don’t be so uptight Female rapper rights Bout to blow this roof off Yeah the fires high I need somebody to love me But all these niggas be dusty Just me myself and I I can’t ever let money change me (Bridge) (Chorus) Cover Art Synthezised by Ariosa Estelle from: https://unsplash.com/@usgs https://unsplash.com/@zane404 Genre Hip-hop & Rap