Chosen1One - World Is Mine

(What's hannin with you Jeffrey?)
I used to ball on niggas for fun
They don't make no money bitch I make a ton
I'm a young legend they call me the one
Spin on your block man them boys on the run
New in the game already got sons
She finna go crazy her hair in a bun
Imma blow up in this bitch like a bomb
They can not do what this young nigga done
Young nigga fresh
Young nigga clean
Speed through your block like I'm Lighting Mcqueen
Real in the flesh
Real in the scene
Don't want to know all the shit that I seen
Bitch i'm a star
Take you to mars
Nigga I know that I will make it far
Eyes on the prize
The world is yours
Imma go get it that money galore
Bitch imma get it I know that it's mine
They never can clone me I'm one of a kind
Niggas be fake so I had to resign
Can never forgive them for wasting my time
Twenty and stepping I move like a boss
I got too much drip I might drown in the sauce
Only catch dubs bitch I can't take a loss
You get what you want I don't care bout the cost
Whipping my wrist
These niggas pissed
I got his bitch
She on my dick
I make them turn
I make them twist
Nigga I'm lit
Ball no assist
You was my dawg but now you ain't shit
Too many hoes don't care bout no bitch
Fuck with my fam nigga you gon get hit
Don't want no smoke nigga we with the shits
Told this bitch that I'm a bandit
I'm up them boys can't stand it
Flyest on the planet
My bitch she bad like Janet
My other hoes they panic
Them niggas don't want no static
I'm in the ocean Atlantic
Got four hoes they fantastic
I'm a young Nigga from the bottom
Now I'm rocking Gucci and that Prada
I was sixteen fucking on some models
Fuck that bitch made her cum in the shower
Now my idols they turned into rivals
All we want is that money and power
Respect come at the top of the tower
I choose death I don't fuck with dishonour
I used to ball on niggas for fun
They don't make no money bitch I make a ton
I'm a young legend they call me the one
Spin on your block man them boys on the run
New in the game already got sons
She finna go crazy her hair in a bun
Imma blow up in this bitch like a bomb
They can not do what this young nigga done
Young nigga fresh
Young nigga clean
Speed through your block like I'm Lighting Mcqueen
Real in the flesh
Real in the scene
Don't want to know all the shit that I seen
Bitch im a star
Take you to mars
Nigga I know that I will make it far
Eyes on the prize
The world is yours
Imma go get it that money galore

Written by:
Jeremy Bukembo

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