The World Is Yours

Lyrics

[Intro] (Y'all gon' have to put Mo in) (LC) (EVRGRN with the heat, yeah) [Chorus] I done ran it up, now she say, "The world is yours" Could have bought a Corvette, cashed out on Aventador Could have fucked your bitch, but I just settled with the throat Pass her to the bro, train after the show I done leveled up, but you still hang with that pole Nigga come play, tryna snatch a nigga soul Nigga come play, nigga stretched out on the floor Nigga claim it's beef, we sending shots everywhere he go [Verse 1] Nigga claim it's beef, we sending shots everywhеre he go You could ask the streets, thеy gon' tell you, "Jack gon' let it blow" Did so much in the streets, the streets done turned a nigga paranoid Did so much in the streets, when I try to sleep, I be hearing voices Riding with my demons, trying to steal a fucking Rolls Royce Riding with a chopper, put it on a fucking biker boy Ain't no time to box, lil' nigga, don't see what all that fighting for If you didn't wanna get shot, tell me why the fuck you sat there and hated me for? Boy, you didn't wanna get shot, but your dumb ass still got popped But your dumb ass still got whacked And them niggas 'round you, they next Flip a coin, put change on his head Gotta kill, I come to collect Run the score up by next week, taking no bets When you go to sleep, better go sleep with your vest [Chorus] I done ran it up, now she say, "The world is yours" Could have bought a Corvette, cashed out on Aventador Could have fucked your bitch, but I just settled with the throat Pass her to the bro, train after the show I done leveled up, but you still hang with that pole Nigga come play, tryna snatch a nigga soul Nigga come play, nigga stretched out on the floor Nigga claim it's beef, we sending shots everywhere he go [Verse 2] If he claim it's beef, I swear to God, that nigga lied That fuck nigga ain't really gangster, I could see bitch all in his eyes That fuck nigga ain't really gangster, sooner or later, he'll lose his life I'm knocking all his partners off, got his dog trying to cut ties I'm knocking all his partners off, won't let them niggas on my side Coming straight from out the projects, I'm so under pressure, I better slide If my nigga go, I'ma go, and I ain't even much gon' question why I'ma fuck around, get your ho, then I'ma pass her off to the guy But you thought she was gon' ride That ain't your bitch, that bitch mine She tell me what you say every time Know where you at, I could kill you any time So, my nigga, I'ma pay that fine In the field, these niggas flatline Sniper Gang make an opp make headlines Sniper Gang put an opp on dead time [Chorus] I done ran it up, now she say, "The world is yours" Could have bought a Corvette, cashed out on Aventador Could have fucked your bitch, but I just settled with the throat Pass her to the bro, train after the show I done leveled up, but you still hang with that pole Nigga come play, tryna snatch a nigga soul Nigga come play, nigga stretched out on the floor Nigga claim it's beef, we sending shots everywhere he go