in the end (remix)

Singer:jarren benton

rest in peace to chester

life can really stress ya

feeling low don't wanna take extreme measures

pistol on the dresser

we don't need the lectures

know you're hurting please lord relieve the pressure

trying to reason with the homie say he on the edge

he said he down bad

i had to loan him bread

ain't gotta pay me back my nigga hold ya head

i know you feeling low but nigga know you're blessed

he looked at me and laughed said you don't know the half

he say he sick of living life's a fucking drag

i told him yeah i get it

you know that's a fact

don't let it get you down just keep on pushing back

he looked at me and smiled and said my nigga bet

he dapped me up

he hugged me turned around and left

and then i call about my nigga's death

a self inflicted pistol wound inside his flesh

damn

why the good ones gotta go

you had all of the love

left his babies a note

they can't comprehend death nor the shit that you wrote

how you tell a 3 year old his daddy is gone

traumatized see the pain in his mamas eyes

she just heard that her son just died

ain't not words to be summarized

she was unadvised of your pain she felt undermined

what the fuck could i say to give you hope to live

should've told you i love you before you left the crib

now i'm haunted by things i wish i should've did

got your message but i forgot to check the shit

still hear your voice it's deep inside my head

grab the phone just to hear the message that you left

got a chill as i listened to your last breath

hear the pain in your voice and this is what he said

i tried so hard

and got so far

but in the end

it doesn't even matter

i had to fall

to lose it all

but in the end

it doesn't even matter

i've put my trust in you

pushed as far as i can go

for all this

there's only one thing you should know

i tried so hard

and got so far

but in the end

it doesn't even matter

i had to fall

to lose it all

but in the end

it doesn't even matter

rest in peace to chester

life can really stress ya

feeling low don't wanna take extreme measures

pistol on the dresser

we don't need the lectures

know you hurting please lord relieve the pressure