Bigger Story

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 **** 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 **** since my **** 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 **** dying

I keep loosing all my **** got me fed up

I'm screaming fuck a deal might sign myself to get my bread up

A **** 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 **** LL

I know they hating and want me to fall of

But I'm never stopping cause I gotta get it

Lot of them **** 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 **** I wished that I listened

CP had told me don't fuck wit that ****

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 **** 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 **** since my **** 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 **** dying

Them **** 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 **** 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 **** 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 ****

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 **** 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 **** since my **** 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 **** dying