The World Is Yours ft. Samuzzo Lyrics

On God

From the balcony looking at the skyline

Wondering what's next

Let's make a movie

Put the g's in the stash box

Ride the speed limit when we pass cops

So much game boy need a mascot

Yeah, the world the world is yours

Writing hits Barry Manilow

Tighter than a bitch with some camel toe

Ridin' with the stick like a manual

Yeah, the world the world is yours

Late night got the drop with the top off

If shit gon' pop off let it pop off

No cap Paps Blue with the top off

Fuck your girl with my chain on and get my rocks off

Feed her cheap liquor 'till I deep dick her

Then put her close back on her how I re gift her back to you homie

Finishing moves like Brock Lesnar

See I'm just like you but just a lot fresher

Just the reality of life

Dog you wanna talk it out but my mentality's on sight

And I don't need no hype shoot a fair one

Swear to Christ I will light you up like a flare gun

My flows Heroin, supreme clientele

One day up in Heaven I'll be high as hell

Said, one day up in Heaven I'll be high as hell

Started from the bottom gotta brick that's how we build

Put the g's in the stash box

Ride the speed limit when we pass cops

So much game boy need a mascot

Yeah, the world the world is yours

Writing hits Barry Manilow

Tighter than a bitch with some camel toe

Ridin' with the stick like a manual

Yeah, the world the world is yours

Even if your pockets empty stay mindful

Don't let nobody tempt you with no rhinestones

I tell 'em ant nuthin' crackin' but the vinyl

Got the type of knots you can't see with a blindfold

Now am I talking behind your back?

Nah, I'm taking over your head and you can rewind it back

I'm Lebron with the baby powder

Bust a nut up in your girl face call it a baby shower

I just want the ocean white Nikes

And my rims blacked out like must of my nights

So if I post it, it's supposed to get likes

That's for every night posted up frozen no lights no lights

They told me all of this was out of reach

As we speak, I'm shopping for the house by the beach

Keep fuckin' wit me I might buy the beach.

They ask me how I sleep at night in designer sheets

Yeah, In designer sheets sheets sheets sheets sheets sheets sheets sheets sheets

They asked me how I sleep at night in designer sheets

I'm sleepin' in designer

Don't make my ass remind ya

These feet up on recliner

They ask me how I sleep at night yeah yeah