The Bigger End [LETRA] YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

The Bigger End Lyrics

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(What it do, 30?)

Some gotta give, this shit here gotta end

Say I done been through so much shit

I done lost hella friends

Hatin' on me that been the biggest trend

Deposit that I worked so hard for

That's the bigger end

I think some things, it just won't never end

Wish it never started

I'm happy that we not together

Back then, wish we never parted

And go our seperate ways, it can't be saved

Visit grandmom grave

I get discouraged and then I talk to Dave

Feelings still can't be tamed

Emotions can't be controlled

I'm out here fighting for my soul

They want me to be that who I am not

Everything, they want it gone

Thinking, "Is it there a different world underground?"

It's better I'll leave it now

I can take my lick, I ain't take that lick

When them bodies drop, don't make a sound

Fuck that bitch, I don't need that hoe

She can hit the road, I kick her out

She gon' have another nigga before the next month come around

I done came up, I done struggled, nigga

I done suffered in that town

Stood ground and when they played, I left out bodies to be found

I didn't entertain even when they labelled me the clown

I ain't play games even when you thought I wasn't gon' hold it down

And I did, even when they talked about me

Carried on, stayed who I'm is

And when them niggas thought that they was finally safe, I split they wig

Don't give a fuck what you gotta say about me

Just leave out my kids

I finessed the game without no cheat code, it ain't rigged

Young nigga pray to God, he get mad and then he sin

And then he pray again, like, "Forgive what I just did"

Ooh, ooh, none of this ain't normal, it don't feel right

In the streets, the industry they don't like him (They don't like him)

Planning to on sight him (To on sight him)

Say he won't run, he rather die (Rather die)

Can you hand me a tissue? (Tissue, tissue)

'Cause they gon' start to think I'm weak if they see me cry

Don't start to think they got me beat if I let up now (And I can't let up now)

Stop that, under my arm, I keep the Glock at

Tell that nigga "Try that"

He don't come correct, he gon' get popped at

Better be about that, just me and Ten controlling my set

One of 'em try to take that

Right in that north, he get knocked off at

Take a loss then bounce back

I praise to Three 'cause he who talk that

I'ma walk that walk, yeah

Just like Montana, do no talking

Herm be the black sheep

He out all night, he do the stalking

Niggas say they want beef

We make they family buy they coffin

I'm a mastermind just like my oldest uncle Gerald

Most of us don't receive joy, this a dirty world

Roll a nigga ass up in a sack and smoke 'em like my auntie Joyce 'nem

Grandpa, your hard work that you showed me will help me prevail

Ooh, ooh, none of this ain't normal, it don't feel right

In the streets, the industry they don't like him

Planning to on sight him

Say he won't run, he rather die

Can you hand me a tissue?

'Cause they gon' start to think I'm weak if they see me cry

Don't start to think they got me beat if I let up now

To my niggas that I miss you, ooh, ooh

While I'm running through the streets, can you protect the slime?

And once it all falls down, I should come out fine

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