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I had to see the bigger picture to a bigger story
When youngen subbed in the game was tryna ball like Robert Horry
Had to separate niggas cause they wasn't really for me
I put my life in these rhymes I wrote a book and told a story
I can't put my trust in niggas since my nigga shot me
My city wicked every week man it's a different body
Red rum murder all you hear is sirens
It's jus another sad song somebody momma crying why my niggas dying
I keep loosing all my niggas got me fed up
I'm screaming fuck a deal might sign myself to get my bread up
A nigga kilt Quan how you gone tell me
Keep my head up when he taught me finesse an step on they neck an never let up
What you thought I was gone fold
Because you shot me boy I'm really fuck twelve
Every dog gone have They day I hope he burn up in Hell
I remember cold nights up in a jail cell
I could never tell keep it kool nigga LL
I know they hating and want me to fall of
But I'm never stopping cause I gotta get it
Lot of them niggas I left in the past
To better my future they ain't see my vision
I'm on a mission to get to the digits wit
All of my niggas I wished that I listened
CP had told me don't fuck wit that nigga
And Ty was pissed off cause I still went An did it
Cause you loyal they don't love you dog
It's cain and able again I feel like Boosie so I'm strapped wit that uzi
All this shit that I done seen swear my life is a movie
You gotta that iron boy you better use it
I had to see the bigger picture to a bigger story
When youngen subbed in the game was tryna ball like Robert Horry
Had to separate niggas cause they wasn't really for me
I put my life in these rhymes I wrote a book and told a story
I can't put my trust in niggas since my nigga shot me
My city wicked every week man it's a different body
Red rum murder all you hear is sirens
It's jus another sad song somebody momma crying why my niggas dying
Them niggas said they'll never change now ima do
It without em I'm jus tryna get some change it got me scraping the bottom
Remember days up in them chains I'm glad
I made it up out em mob town Alabama know I Came from the bottom
My nigga shot me and he want my head gone I can't wait to get even
Go to Tate and catch a fade if I ever quit then we probably gone box out
Stood on the corner wit rocks when the block hot
I know the narcs steady watching
I'm jus tryna get some ends run it up wit my partners
I never kick it wit niggas I look like a punter don't know wat the fuck is you on
Load up them choppas wit all of them bullets
I feel like the navy I run in yo home
I know you hatin and wish I was gone
But I'm never stopping this shit on my own
I never need a loan from nan nigga
I had to see the bigger picture to a bigger story
When youngen subbed in the game was tryna ball like Robert Horry
Had to separate niggas cause they wasn't really for me
I put my life in these rhymes I wrote a book and told a story
I can't put my trust in niggas since my nigga shot me
My city wicked every week man it's a different body
Red rum murder all you hear is sirens
It's jus another sad song somebody momma crying why my niggas dying