The World Is Yours

Lyrics
[Verse 1] It's no surprise that I can't relate to your rap fables Got biblical with this 'caine 'cause nigga I'm that able Addicts, visions of black angels Nobody dealin' crack stable I went from eatin' table scraps to feedin' crap tables Waiters bringing me Black Label The money, why did that change you? Squares in your circle, if you looking at it from that angle Every rat in that trap mangled The world is yours if you deserve it all We just tryna swerve the law, recruiting more shooters for every murder solved Dirty stares to all of them prosеcutors Do not pursue us, block maneuvers Niggas who shot intrudеrs, then hopped in Ubers Went out of town to try to cop some Rugers, we got a lot to lose, it's Some Southern niggas tryna chop and screw us Acquire more bread, owners in this league that fire off lead Leave you MIA like Brian Flores (Woo!) We don't send shots, we send warheads Damn is the gravel, judge with his hand on the gavel Fuck what the court says [Chorus] (The world is yours) That's what it read in the sky, too many friends in disguise Manny and Tony vibes (The world is yours) Those was the words on that blimp, I look superb in this mink We rich and it's only right (The world is yours) We bribe judges and crooked lawyers You won't even know that they looking for you 'cause the (The world is yours) Legit businesses, alibis with no witnesses Strategize with some viciousness [Verse 2] We them right niggas with nothing left to lose It's best to choose what side you on when you stretch the rules I respect your views but detectives tryna inspect for clues So I'm praying over my prey, that's how I'm gon' bless the food You don't check the news, we infamous, don't you mention shit, the tension thick Wiping off bullets is how we censor clips We don't do the clubs, you make it rain, we gon' drench the bitch I'd rather take my wife on expensive trips and we send some pics Au revoir to niggas who caught a charge in the court of law Overseas farewells to the many cases I fought abroad We ain't in the same class, we ain't gotta talk at all You pulled up kinda lame fast, go ahead and walk it off How long does the pain last, especially when you lost a war? How you gon' win it if you ain't lost it all? Our fathers raised by Esco and Shawn Carter, song martyr Terminatin' the past like I'm John Connor, one [Chorus] (The world is yours) That's what it read in the sky, too many friends in disguise Manny and Tony vibes (The world is yours) Those was the words on that blimp, I look superb in this mink We rich and it's only right (The world is yours) We bribe judges and crooked lawyers You won't even know that they looking for you 'cause the (The world is yours) Legit businesses, alibis with no witnesses Strategize with some viciousness
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Credits
- Writers
- Ransom