WorldWide

[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