Future - Bigger Picture lyrics

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Future - Bigger Picture lyrics

It ain't all about da ice, all the nights a n***a sacrificed (yeah) It ain't all about dese hoes, I know how it feel to go broke (yeah) It ain't all about da cars, I grind and I grind hard (yeah) It ain't all about dese clothes, my n***a dead God bless his soul (yeah) [Verse 1 - Future] Er since my grand daddy died (what), I ain't been da same n***a (nope) And sickle cell (where) all inside my lil sister I'm f**ed up inside, put mo lean inside my system Every day I tell God I wish Snoop was still living I ain't forgot about ya n***a, Free band gang winning I do sh** fo Lonzo, a junkee stabbed my n***a Dat could of been me serving, you don't know da half my n***a Da weight I'm dealing with, I just might start k**ing sh** I hit da studio vibing, spitting da realest sh** I shoulda seen a psychiatrist, I was built fo dis On da road of riches ain't about a b**h No DVSs, no wink & kiss, paid dues are overdue Dis sh** ain't bout my neck or wrist, real sh** (true story) [Hook] It ain't all about da ice, all the nights a n***a sacrificed (yeah) It ain't all about dese hoes, I know how it feel to go broke (yeah) It ain't all about da cars, I grind and I grind hard (yeah) It ain't all about dese clothes, my n***a dead God bless his soul (yeah) [Verse 2 - Shawty Lo] It ain't all about da glitter And da gleam it ain't what it seem (yeah) But I'm grinding like a blender I'm a whip into I get dat cream (yeah) I keep it G who keep it G with me, I f** with who gon f** with me (yeah) It ain't all about dese b**hes, d**h to you snitches, I'll die by dese riches (yeah) I'm on ah countership with Ceelo, Rest in peace to Prime, And free my n***a Auto (yeah) You n***az wanna be LO but you can never be LO Cause you can never see LO (yeah) [Hook] It ain't all about da ice, all the nights a n***a sacrificed (yeah) It ain't all about dese hoes, I know how it feel to go broke (yeah) It ain't all about da cars, I grind and I grind hard (yeah) It ain't all about dese clothes, my n***a dead God bless his soul (yeah) [Verse 3 - Future] Thousand dolla shots on my face, I'm coolin it I rock da gold, keepin it basic it ain't bout da gliss I want da type of check I can make my n***az rich Alot of people talk dat loyalty don't know what it is Have you ever been so broke you don't even wanna live? So f**ed up to da point dat funerals can share da tears Gotta grind so f**ing hard da sh** bring ya to tears Forgot to call my momma on her birthday God bless da kid Phone barely ringing now it's ringing till it's dead I'm bout ta run dem m's up mutha f** da feds Got my money in a wall, ain't f**ing up my bread I had a talk with da Most High and this is what He said [Hook] It ain't all about da ice, all the nights a n***a sacrificed (yeah) It ain't all about dese hoes, I know how it feel to go broke (yeah) It ain't all about da cars, I grind and I grind hard (yeah) It ain't all about dese clothes, my n***a dead God bless his soul (yeah)