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Bigger Picture
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Zaytoven
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If you could see us all, yeah, 20/20 vision I ain't competing with nobody, I'm tryna beat the system You want the finer things in life, you gotta be consistent You tryna take the world on, you need a bigger pistol Even with the flash, you think they get the picture? Me and Zay just locked in, b*t*h, we really n***as Sandbox in them trenches, we was really in them Everything we talk about, b*t*h we really live it Let me tell you how we up Put diamonds on my chain, now these hoes can't get еnough Just copped the CLS, bro said I should've coppеd the truck Now I wear designer, and don't care it get a scuff Fell back off designer, but I love McQueens Real street n***a with some sense, I'm what these b*t*hes dream Bro just dropped like two fours, he think he Kobe Bean They want my spot, but I'm just chilling where I'm 'posed to be (Huh) They gon' treat a n***a different when I pull up in that Masi Before I had a hit, them people booked me for a homi' Can't find behind no tint, I told the n***a they could find me Consistent with the rap, I had to conversate with Ghazi I'm really from the streets, I'm what the people need I'm tryna show mine in a different, I'm tryna quit the lean I probably rock the black Forces with the Ksubi jeans And I don't really do the gang, I'm coming with the team If you could see us all, yeah, 20/20 vision I ain't competing with nobody, I'm tryna beat the system You want the finer things in life, you gotta be consistent You tryna take the world on, you need a bigger pistol I say free my brother fast, they gave him double life Dreams of my n***as plottin' keep me up at night They killed my n***a, double back, it was only right I really had to put in work, didn't happen over night Been road-runnin' all year, I'm just tryna beat the system Keep the dead alive so my n***as know we miss 'em I had to cut some b*t*hes off 'cause they ain't wanna see the vision I was moving on emotions, it was clouding my decisions I had to cut some family off even though I still love 'em I let some opps breathe even though it's still f**k 'em And I'm still f**king on these hoes even though I can't trust 'em These VV diamonds looking good, but you know you can't touch 'em And I can't even sleep, I'm at war with my confidence Maybe 'cause I been through a lot of sh*t Dragged through the mud A lot of money, I don't got a lot of love, ayy But f**k love, love can't buy that brand new Benz that I drive I don't need new fake friends inside Cute change, diamonds on Rollies and Cuban links, they bling Who are you to judge me and who am I to blame? (Who are you to judge me and who am I to blame?)
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