World in My Hands

[Chorus]
Paint the vivid pictures
Of my image
You can feel it
Never gave this fuck about a gimmick
This is livin'
Worried bout the world
And what it offers
But I’m chilling
Now I got the world in my hands

[Verse 1]
I’ve been, out my damn mind
Push back rewind
Always felt the outer pressures from society
I am honest, me
Never sold a key
But I’ll line you up, like this is barbery
Stop that, be honest b
Still at home, that’s where my momma sleep
Could’ve been out making dollars selling quarter piece, but wouldn’t work for me
Imagine having everything you wanted
But never knew how to own it
You niggas stuck in the moment
I’m in this bitch while she moaning
I swear
Swear like it’s they year, going by like a light year
Fight square, nigga Square up, Don’t box out
We don’t fight fair, Fight where? Bitch I’m Mike here
Mean Ike here
Tina ain’t deserve it
She was worth it
I’ll turn this beat up with service

[Chrous 2]
Paint the vivid pictures
Of my image
You can feel it
Never gave this fuck about a gimmick
This is livin'
Worried bout the world
And what it offers
But I’m chilling
Now I got the world in my hands

[Verse 2]
I spent so many years
Of thinking that you better than me
Even helped you be the man
Instead of thinking of me
Now they question how I’m moving
Cause I never repeat
Move in silence
But I’ll make sure that you’ll hear it
Look
I’m lock and loaded
With the pressure
My maneuver perfected
Keep on flexing
Though they tested
All the rhymes you invested
I’m a product of reality
That’s casually scripted
Pulled apart from my surroundings
Cause the youngin’ was different
Blinded by beauty
Instead of what was never protected
Niggas love to see you down
When they’ve been lacking a vision
Now my homies keep an aim
They got that steady precision
Plus incisions, if there’s friction
Please don’t make that decision
(Please)
But listen up just know my views a bit different
Because I’m from it, don’t condone it
Live for movement not for moment
This for nights of feeling hopeless
Ain’t no drug to help me cope it
Pray to god, I hope he notice
Just need help to keep this focus

[Chorus 3]
Paint the vivid pictures
Of my image
You can feel it
Never gave this fuck about a gimmick
This is livin'
Worried bout the world
And what it offers
But I’m chilling
Now I got the world in my hands