Gunna’s The Last Wun, dropping on August 8, 2025, is set to be a defining chapter in his YSL Records journey, and “Endless” is poised to be a fan favorite. This track channels Gunna’s melodic trap signature—think smooth flows and lush beats, reminiscent of One of Wun’s “Collage” but with a boundless, reflective energy. The title “Endless” suggests themes of perseverance and infinite hustle, fitting perfectly into The Last Wun’s 25-track saga of triumph and legacy. Fans on X are already speculating about its potential as a soulful anthem, drawing comparisons to the introspective vibes of “Him All Along.” For me, “Endless” feels like driving through Atlanta at twilight, chasing dreams that never fade. As Gunna’s final YSL project, The Last Wun is a masterpiece in the making, and “Endless” is its heartbeat. Stay tuned for endless lyrics by Gunna and more from this game-changing album—you won’t be disappointed.
| Lead Vocals | Gunna |
| Songwriter | Gunna & Kenny Stuntin |
| Music Producer | Kenny Stuntin, Turbo & Jacobsen |
| Label | 300 Entertainment & Young Stoner Life |
| Release Date | August 8, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | 300 Entertainment, Atlantic Records, Gunna Music & Young Stoner Life |
Lyrics of endless by Gunna
[Intro]
Ouch, Needs To Be In The Other Size
Oh My God, What The F**k?
[Verse 1]
Ah, Why These Niggas Wanna Envy Me?
Fillin’ They Hearts With Envy
Niggas Goin’ For An Image
And Not One Wanna Admit It (Nah)
Ayy, Still Need Starch In My Linen
Mixin’ It Up, Yeah, A Chemist, Uh (Mix It Up)
Spit It Like Nas, I’m The Illest (Illmatic)
This Just Survival Of The Fittest
Still Out The Town Like I Live Out The Town In A Villa
Yeah, This A Village (Turks)
Yeah, I Hear You Clown, But This Next Go-around
I’m Comin’ Like John Dillinger
Told My Accountant, When We Hit Hundred Days In A Year
We Count Every Penny
Puttin’ Shit On, I Been Drippin’ Shit Down To The Ground
Nigga Been Cuttin’ Up
Hot As A Sauna, I’m Burnin’ Up
Runnin’ They Mouth, I Done Heard Enough (Yeah)
You New To The Money, Ain’t Made Enough (Yeah)
I’m Workin’ Her Out Like I’m Trainin’ Her
Dig In Her Mouth, She Love To Go South
Baby, Give Me That Cranium
Ap, This Titanium
Gun-wunna, Ain’t No Tamin’ Him (No Tamin’ Him)
[Chorus]
Wunna The Illest (Illest)
Money, I Wanna Print It (Money)
This Shit Endless (Endless)
Hundreds, I Keep Spendin’ (Money)
This Shit Endless (Endless)
Uh, Spillin’ Fresh Outta Lenox (Lenox)
Trendy, I Can Invent It (Trendy)
Uh, Told You I Ain’t No Gimmick
[Verse 2]
Uh, I’m Seein’ This Shit Through A Scope
Uh, It Feel Like I Been Here Before (I’m Seein’ It)
Uh, That Money Make A Young Nigga Glow (Glow)
That Fame Make A Pu**y Nigga Troll (Troll)
I’m A Hustler, I Whip It Out The Bowl (Whip, Whip, Whip, Whip)
Hustle
Came From That South, Flat Shoal, Old Nat’
Them Packs, Sellin’ ’em Whole (Whole)
Gun-wunna, I’m In The Back Of The ‘bach
Slidin’ With A Few Of The Woes
Countin’ This Paper, I’m Thumbin’ Through Hundreds
This Money Got Me In A Choke (Cold)
Niggas Chit-chat That Cap And Put It On Wax
And It’s In Bold (Bold)
Need Me Some Racks Like Every Day, Income Tax
Bring In The Load
[Chorus]
Wunna The Illest (Illest)
Money, I Wanna Print It (Money)
This Shit Endless (Endless)
Hundreds, I Keep Spendin’ (Money)
This Shit Endless (Endless)
Uh, Spillin’ Fresh Outta Lenox (Lenox)
Trendy, I Can Invent It (Trendy)
Uh, Told You I Ain’t No Gimmick
[Outro]
That’s A Good One, P
Go Gunna, Go Gunna, Go Gunna
Dig In Her— Wunna The Illest
Ten, Ten, Ten, Across The Board
Money
Who’s F**kin’ With Gunna? Nobody
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