Songtext The world is yours Jackboy

The world is yours

(Y'all gon' have to put Mo in)
(LC)
(EVRGRN with the heat yeah)

I done ran it up, now she say the world is yours
Could've bought a corvette, cashed out on a 'ventador
Could've fucked your bitch, but I just settle with the throat
Pass her to the bro, straight after the show
I can level up, but you still here wit the poor
Nigga come play, tryna snatch a nigga soul
Nigga come play, nigga stretched out on the floor
Nigga claim it's beef, we sendin' shots everywhere he go

Nigga claim it's beef, we sendin' shots everywh?re he go
You could ask the streets, th?y gon' tell you Jack gon' let it blow
Did so much in the streets, the streets done turned a nigga paranoid
Did so much in the streets, when I try to sleep, I be hearin' voices
Ridin wit' my demons, tryna steal a fucking Rolls Royce
Ridin wit' this choppa, put it on a fuckin biker boy
Ain't no time to box, lil' nigga, don't see what all that fightin' for
If you didn't wanna get shot, tell me why the fuck you sat behind me for?
If you didn't wanna get shot, but your dumbass still got popped
But your dumbass still got whacked
And them niggas on you they next
Flip a coin, put a chain on his head
Gotta kill, gotta come to collect
Run the score, by next week we taking off back
When you go to sleep, better sleep with your vest

I done ran it up, now she say the world is yours
Could've bought a corvette, cashed out on a 'ventador
Could've fucked your bitch, but I just settle with the throat
Pass her to the bro, straight after the show
I can level up, but you still here wit the poor
Nigga come play, tryna snatch a nigga soul
Nigga come play, nigga stretched out on the floor
Nigga claim it's beef, we sendin' shots everywhere he go

If he claim it's beef I swear to God that nigga lied
That fuck nigga ain't really gangsta I could see bitch all in his eyes
That fuck nigga ain't really gangsta, so I'ma let him lose his life
I'm knockin all his partnas' off, got his dawg tryna' make up ties
I'm knockin all his partnas' off, won't let them niggas on my side
Comin from out the projects, so much cash I'ma let it slide
If my nigga go, I'ma go, and I ain't even gon' much question why
I'ma fuck around and get yo hoe then pass her off to the guys
But you thought she was gon' ride, that ain't yo bitch that bitch mine
She tell me what you say every time, know yeah I could kill you any time
So my nigga I'ma pay that fine, in the feds these niggas flatline
Sniper Gang make an opp make headlines, Sniper Gang put an opp for dead time

I done ran it up, now she say the world is yours
Could've bought a corvette, cashed out on a 'ventador
Could've fucked your bitch, but I just settle with the throat
Pass her to the bro, straight after the show
I can level up, but you still here wit the poor
Nigga come play, tryna snatch a nigga soul
Nigga come play, nigga stretched out on the floor
Nigga claim it's beef, we sendin' shots everywhere he go