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big happy ending - yungg fazzy lyrics

(verse 1):
allah, i really hope you get my message
i’ve been working hard, so i really need your blessing (god)
getting no sleep, making music, manifesting
praying for the better days, so that my family gets some resting (no cap)
and i’m restless
it’s so difficult to end this
chasing all this money, got me feeling really breathless (getting bands)
ice up on my necklace
a tick off of my checklist (grrr*ahh)
and i pray you keep me sane, cause sometimes i’m really reckless
they don’t wanna see me shine, but i rеally can’t express this
diamond in the dirt, is how i’m coming, thеy can’t test this (they know what the f*ck i’m doing)
took a long break, but now i’m back and they can’t ‘fend this
need some bread to break, i don’t need it with my breakfast
i’m talking blue strips, that i can stack up, like it’s tetris (spendin’ money)
looking at my image, and they say i can’t perfect it (said i can’t do sh*t)
they say i can’t perfect it
so imma go and imma get it
imma take that motivation, write a song, reflect it
look up at my face, and i can tell they be upset and (h*lla p*ssed)
don’t have to f*ck with me, but you gotta respect it
imma take that energy, and change the beat and deflect it (change that sh*t)

(verse 2):
why the f*ck they always hate, always typing like reddit
imma get a new rari, hunnid bands and flex it (pull up)
all up in your f*cking face, like i was giving directions
when you running up on me, ya better use discretion (grr*ah)
i know i got a lot of haters, glock get to protecting (bah*bah)
take a look inside my bank, you can tell i’m collecting (whole lotta cheques)
don’t give a f*ck if you hate, don’t care bout who i’m offending
cause imma go and get my bag, and have a big happy ending
my own city don’t support me, so i look to the atlas (bow)
imma box up your face, like my name is now cassius (boom)
tell me now where the cash is
let’s see who’ll get to it fastest
and if he really trying to beef, we grill him up like a sandwich (grr*ah)
always dying in my city, that’s a whole lotta caskets
i’m the big bad wolf, b*tch i’m taking your basket (gimme that sh*t)
and when it coming to the bag, i be robbin, no baskin
put forgiatos on the whip, show your ass whats cracking (skrt)
n0body ever showed me love, all i know is subtracting (pow*pow)
cutting motherf*ckers off, they be faker than plastic
and if he talk a lot of sh*t, he disappear like some magic (boom*boom)
put him on a white tee, man that sh*t is so tragic (grrrr)
the world showed me it’s so dark, so i turned to a savage (i turned cold)
and i ain’t f*cking on that b*tch if all she be is so average (f*ck outta my face)
i don’t care about your feelings, lil b*tch, you can have it (you a b*tch)
i just wanna make a movie, make that sh*t extra graphic (18+)
(verse 3):
all i ever wanted was to f*cking blow up (blow up)
i was down bad and n0body show up (ain’t n0body come)
i don’t smoke, i don’t drink, so don’t po’ up (i don’t need it)
and these b*tches only love you when yo pockets glow up
and if you hating on me bad, then it’s f*ck you (f*ck outta my face)
if you tryna rap like me, i bet you’d suck too (you’d suck d*ck)
why f*ck one b*tch, when i can go and f*ck two?
blast one hollow, you gon’ have to duck too (boom*boom)
i really started from the bottom, that’s why i flex (really do)
working 45 hours every week to get a checks (thats a fact)
but someday imma have a billion with them big jets (big jets)
imma fly to calabasas, land at 0 debt (california)
get a brand new crib, with a pool set (brand new pool)
get myself a i8, haters perplexed (skrrttt)
get a whole lotta designer, and some new baguettes (bow*bow)
get my homies straight and party, past the sunset
and imma hustle, imma ball, on the f*cking rest
and to my fans, when i’ll make it, that’s the real test (pull up)
imma see y’all up on stages, we gon’ rock best
and tell my haters, suck a d*ck, cause y’all gon’ lose rest (rot in h*ll)
y’all be some loose pests
imma prove bets
praying on my downfall, but i move ahead
why the opps steady watching on a dude head (ay, ay, ay, ay)
don’t need a pencil, but i’ll fill em up with new led (grrrrr)

- yungg fazzy lyrics

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