End Of The Road chords by Juice WRLD

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
D    E
A  F#/B


Chorus:
                     D
This is as far as it goes

This the end of the road

This the end of the rope

The other end at her throat
        E         A
It's suicidal she wrote

This is the end of the show, it's over
   F#/B
We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma


Verse 1:
   D
We don't love these hoes, our hearts got colder
                                 E
It's hard out here for a lonely stoner
A
I know I'm doing drugs, but so what?
F#/B
Just pray to God I never throw up
D
I pray to God my plug, I blow up
                            E
I pray to God my plug still show up
A
I know the last time, we tried to rob him
F#/B
He lucky, bro'nem ain't fucking off him
D
I'm drinking, driving in the Bentley coupe, so
                                 E
It's hard for me to drive, I move too slow
A
I told you, baby, I ain't saving no hoe
F#/B
I only save the money; antihero
D
I burned my old clothes and got some new clothes
                                 E
I left my old hoes and got some new hoes
A
My brother got a chopper and it's kickin' like Judo
F#/B
He shootin' while I'm drivin' the two-door


Chorus:
                     D
This is as far as it goes

This the end of the road

This the end of the rope

The other end at her throat
        E         A
It's suicidal she wrote

This is the end of the show, it's over
   F#/B
We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma
                     D
This is as far as it goes

This the end of the road

This the end of the rope

The other end at her throat
        E         A
It's suicidal she wrote

This is the end of the show, it's over
   F#/B
We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma


Verse 2:
D
I'm smokin' dope 'til I'm in a coma
                                E
The moon rock on me, I love the aroma
A
I get so high that I'm in the clouds with the
F#/B
fallen angels, Demons with halos
D
She love the coke, but not Coca-Cola
                                E
But she'll still pop it like a soda for ya
A
Her name rings bells like a Motorola
F#/B
I lay the bitch off like I'm her employer
D
And she gon' ride like a roller coaster
                                E
And I'm gon' hide when the love is over
A
But it's far from over, losing composure
F#/B
In a coffin, laying stiff like a boulder


Chorus:
                     D
This is as far as it goes

This the end of the road

This the end of the rope

The other end at her throat
        E         A
It's suicidal she wrote

This is the end of the show, it's over
   F#/B
We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma
                     D
This is as far as it goes

This the end of the road

This the end of the rope

The other end at her throat
        E         A
It's suicidal she wrote

This is the end of the show, it's over
   F#/B
We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma