The World Is Yours

[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