World On My Shoulder

[Intro: Yaseen Rosay]
Yeah, uhhh, know me
Yeah

[Chorus: Yaseen Rosay]
It feels like the world on my shoulder
But you know me I'm a soldier
Let me give up, till it's over
I just kick back and I roll up
Thinkin' 'bout how I'ma come up, come up
Yeah I gotta come up, come up
Bitch I gotta come up, come up
Swipe my head I still into the motherfucking sun up

[Verse 1 :Rtkal]
Now, what the fuck this niggas think?
What the fuck this bitches think?
Bob bob bounce to this beat 'cause it's got basin
Like a kitchen sink
Need that money where you purple
Get that paper pretty pink
Then one of the stamp for nuttin
So let forfeit anyting
Heat smoke, henny drink placed though medicine
Ever since I was a nipper it's been me been everyting
Should I watch you from sleep [?] for
For the shed this skin I'm innocent
Bringing light to the game brighten it embrace it
Now I'm heavy ring I got beat and my time to touch that track
Nigga thought it was a big win till I push that back
Kick back I get number of buddah, I kush that fat
Blowin' up that mushroom class
Fam I'll smoke you out
Just because hit this running your mouth
Runnin' about talkin' load the shit if u do nuttin about
I'll told about that motherfucker blow me bounce
Ounce with that sully butt, siting in the fields (feels like)

[Chorus: Yaseen Rosay]
It feels like the world on my shoulder
But you know me I'm a soldier
Let me give up, till it's over
I just kick back and I roll up
Thinkin' 'bout how I'ma come up, come up
Yeah I gotta come up, come up
Bitch I gotta come up, come up
Swipe my head I still into the motherfucking sun up

[Verse 2: L Jinny]
Wake up in the morning, come take a walk through my shoes bruddah
Analysing the situation we move for her
Madam moving like Medusas I see through your colours
I see through you fuckers
So e lets see through the [?]
Pagan try test my patience tellin' me why I'm on
Tell legal peppered with the bowl I know what you sayin'
And told your mate only your state family line crowned
And on the dark now I'm rubbin' and I ain't Bruce Wayne
Coming apart to get over, but there's everybody rid the mouths for petrol
Still I'm just up in the clouds and puffin' the ounce
I'm out to get though, floating the brown like king kong
Now I don't expect respect those
Nor to stop, we best bros
Brother I'm die with next flows
Still I'm on a mission they don't wanna give me recognition
Woop woop that's the sound of the police
And I'm on the system 'cause I watch his wrist and robbed the victor
Motherfuckers best announce this beat

[Chorus: Yaseen Rosay]
It feels like the world on my shoulder
But you know me I'm a soldier
Let me give up, till it's over
I just kick back and I roll up
Thinkin' 'bout how I'ma come up, come up
Yeah I gotta come up, come up
Bitch I gotta come up, come up
Swipe my head I still into the motherfucking sun up

[Verse 3: Yaseen Rosaay]
I got day six 0s, on my motherfucking mind
That's day six 0s, that goin' on grind
I make day six 0s, doing 360 twice
And those day six 0s, either green or white
I got nine nine problems in my bitch properly
When I got nine nine wishes to be rich number one
I got nine nine visions, I ain't stickin' just to one
I put nine nine stitches, on the snitches tongue
Three strikes on my shoulder I know I did not sting
Run up in a bank selling badda bing things
Man starting as an amateur, rapping up and cleans
Not a trunk big enough, bring the caravans in, uhuh
Yaseen motherfucker
Make sure it's goose links In the weed fucker
I turn browns superb to pinks somehow
And I Hustle all night till the sun up

[Chorus: Yaseen Rosay]
It feels like the world on my shoulder
But you know me, I'm a soldier
Let me give up, till it's over
I just kick back and I roll up
Thinkin' 'bout how I'ma come up, come up
Yeah I gotta come up, come up
Bitch I gotta come up, come up
Swipe my head I still into the motherfucking sun up