Larry June, The Alchemist and Wiz Khalifa - What Happened to The World?
This my last move and I'm goneI ain't tryna come back, ain't doin' this shit no more
Tired of chasin' these motherfuckin' pennies
I'm tryna get a real number from the bag
This might be the greatest escape (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Saks Fifth pillows on the plane, thinkin' better days (man, yeah)
Did a lotta shit in my life, but I never changed (yeach, check)
Two-hunnid for the Patek and it's all plain (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Two-point seven for the crib and it's all paid (numbers)
Niggas get a lil' bit of fame, start actin' strange
Just because I showed a lil' love, that don't mean you gang
That don't mean you gang (yeah, check, man)
Just because I showed a lil' love, that don't mean you gang (yeah, yeah)
I'm still wakin' up joggin', plottin' somethin' big (man)
House with a nice garden, 'bout to make it real (numbers)
Barely got time to chill, check my email (man)
Then I close another deal (deal), white Rolls (check)
Art pieces in the crib (crib)
I know I'm gettin' a little bread, but it's a lot bigger (yeah)
And knowin' where I came from, that's a lot different (man, lot different)
First to do it how I did it, but they never mention it (man, never mention it)
Sellin' out cross-country, no agents still (uh, no agents still)
You just made a fake page, I just made a mil'
It get chilly for real, I'm talkin' nights alone (yeah, uh)
I'm talkin' tears of joy, knowin' we made it back home, what's happenin'? (Check)
Man, what happened to the world?
Man, what happened to the world? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Man, what happened to the-
Only thing on my mind is I know I gotta (know I gotta)
Know I gotta (know I gotta), know I gotta (know I gotta)
Know I gotta (get this money), know I gotta (make it flip)
Know I gotta (and never trip, what's happenin'?) (Yeah, yeah)
Black rugs in the white Rolls, keep my glass full and my eyes closed
Poppin' tags off clothes, takin' flights domestic and international
Quit actin' like ashholes, we all got cash to blow
Last week, I made so much, I can't speak on it (speak on it)
Tell your assistant hit my people if you wanna link (you wanna link)
Celebratin' our wins when we put up our drinks (put up our drinks)
Not your ordinary niggas that come up where we come from
Made our own code, now our cars come with sports mode (sports mode)
Lot of bumps in the road, marijuana gotta be rolled
Love the money, but my family's what I care about most (care about most)
And friends talkin' business plans, makin' toasts (makin' toasts)
Comin' up with ways that I could get my hands in (my hands in)
Won't settle, I need answers (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm on some do-it-first and ask-questions-after
I'm on some movie shit, but I ain't cast with no actors
Lightin' doobies up and passin', doin' numbers
And makin' magic, oh-whoa
Man, what happened to the world?
Man, what happened to the world? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Man, what happened to the-
Only thing on my mind is I know I gotta (know I gotta)
Know I gotta (know I gotta), know I gotta (know I gotta)
Know I gotta (get this money), know I gotta (make it flip)
Know I gotta (and never trip) (yeah, yeah)
I know this game can get so hard, hold on
Just keep goin', my nigga (keep goin', my nigga)
No matter what, you gotta aim for the stars, hold on
Just keep goin', my nigga (keep goin', my nigga)
You never know you might make it so far, hold on
Just keep goin', my nigga (keep goin', my nigga)
Know I gotta (get this money), know I gotta (make it flip)
Know I gotta (and never trip, what's happenin'?) (Yeah, yeah)
The influence of
Of love via things
And the other hustlers
During a, a period of dire poverty in my life
And I feel that, uh, I was influenced by the flashy glamour
Written by:
Larry Eugene Hendricks, David Alan Maman, Cameron Jibril Thomaz
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