close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if diamonds are forever, then I'm Kanye West Take a look at my
the missus (never) Breakin' all my dishes And fuck all my X-bitches [Chorus 1] Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you The world ain't yours, the world ain't
to the ballers (We make the world go round) And tell the ballers pour glass for all us. (We make the world go round) We make the world go round From my
they raided the number house Thats when I felt lucky Should've played my little girl's birthday but fuck it Its a cold world [50 Cent:] Aiyo pull that
close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if diamonds are forever, then I'm Kanye West Take a look at my chest
like poppin' ya dome. With the "'K" - "Slay" rappers in the circumference of the own home It's my world! - See my face in the ozone? (Whoo!) Before I
'ma squeaze my cannon [Young Chris] Uh, Uh, Yo, A'yo Young Gunna, just another victim of the ghetto nigga Post and Pivot and distrubute the work My Pop
here Where young Chris and both his brothers tuck and sleep in fear Where runny streams of tears pour down they faces The way they treat this shit gets on my
missus (never) Breakin' all my dishes And fuck all my X-bitches [Chorus 1] Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you The world ain't yours, the world ain't yours
the ballers (We make the world go round) And tell the ballers pour glass for all us. (We make the world go round) We make the world go round From my town