WorldWide

Lyrics

[Intro] Get your hustle on [Verse] I shoot my shot for the game, bitch it's long range I'm passioned up and still scraping for loose change I'd rather use my platform to make change Than be an internet fool nigga with no brain Talk to a young playa, what's the fucking word They locked a few of my homies cause they was flipping birds Fuck rotting in cells, waiting for time served Steady thinking and thinking man, that shit's worse And man I hate when I lost my little brother mane I never thought that I'd ever be the fucking same I had no one to call, but who the one the blame I had the voice in my head saying it's on mane Bitch you know I'm going to ball out Can't never hit the ground, I can't fall out And I ain't sitting on no bitch, ain't no time outs Should already know what the fuck I'm talking about [Chorus] I'm a worldwide 8 Ball Passion Playa Get your cheese nigga and get that paper I'm a worldwide 8 Ball Playa Get your cheese nigga and get that paper I'm a worldwide 8 Ball Playa Get your cheese nigga and get that paper I'm a worldwide 8 Ball Playa Get your cheese nigga and get that paper [Refrain] Bitch I ball out, bitch I ball out You will never ever see me fall out Bitch I ball out, bitch I ball out You will never ever see me fall out Bitch I ball out, bitch I ball out You will never ever see me fall out Bitch I ball out, bitch I ball out You will never ever see me fall out Fall out