The World Is Yours

Lyrics

You played it safe
 I raised the bar
 Amazing grace
 I praise the Lord
 Versace store
 The world is yours
 Monate so
 Monate so
 Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home
 The shwashwi in the cut with a camera phone
 Everytime we in the club it's a family show
 Take the trophy home, we the champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Always knew you'd be on top again
 Supa Mega he on top again
 Couple dalis in the cut for the ambience
 But you wildin', 'bout to call you a maxi home
 It's a classic night, Friday action night
 Paid the price for everything that we sacrificed
 For the bragging rights
 I deserve this life
 It's a perfect time to keep my circle tight
 Fuck the flashing lights, fuck the plastic life
 What's the verdict when I pull up at the traffic light?
 Who got the juice
 Who got the juice
 Somebody make me an offer I can't refuse
 This summer we on some other let's act a fool
 Do numbers like Khuli Chana with Absolut
 What it look like
 Everytime we pull up it's a good time
 All in good time like good wine
 Record labels acting like Suge Knight
 Keep it North side
 Don't ever treat me like a popeye
 I got my niggas on standby
 You gon' say hello to the bad guys
 You played it safe
 I raised the bar
 Amazing grace
 I praise the Lord
 Versace store
 The world is yours
 Monate so
 Monate so
 Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home
 The shwashwi in the cut with a camera phone
 Everytime we in the club it's a family show
 Take the trophy home, we the champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Always knew you'd be on top again
 Supa Mega he on top again
 These niggas pulling out weapons
 Tryna take shots at Mega
 Tell me what you know about pressure
 You too busy worried 'bout blessers
 Smoking that Shoprite Checkers
 My impact is something you can't measure
 Who went plat without a vernac record
 Let's talk facts and give me some damn credit
 I got a few things in the cabinet
 Five gold rings like a champion
 And I ain't gon change I'm a savage
 Sipping rosé with the family
 What it look like
 Everytime we pull up it's a good time
 Killing my vibe that's suicide
 If I get that shoe size, kiss it goodbye
 No need to worry 'bout the news guy
 Cause every story got two sides
 We pop culture, paid the full price
 For chilling poolside under blue skies
 You played it safe
 I raised the bar
 Amazing grace
 I praise the Lord
 Versace store
 The world is yours
 Monate so
 Monate so
 Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home
 The shwashwi in the cut with a camera phone
 Everytime we in the club it's a family show
 Take the trophy home, we the champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Champions
 Always knew you'd be on top again
 Supa Mega he on top again
 Closer to my dreams, Goapele in my genes
 My nigga please, the flow a 100 degrees
 You see the beams? I'm like a money machine
 My legal team can't stomach my Twitter feed
 Aye, and ever since Victory Lap
 It never felt this good to be bad
 The powers that be are so mad
 You ain't sick of me yet
 But lowkey they be giving me dap, that's how the game goes
 Purple rain, all I see is rainbows
 I remember days when I was fucking with lame hoes
 I never changed, my budget up, my chain gold
 Let's celebrate, I'm pulling up with the same bros
 How the saying goes? Huh?
 I paid the cost to be the boss, the main oke
 I'm in the Source, you in the dark, it's painful
 Nobody got it like I got it where I came from
 Cuban cigars up in your videos
 Thatha ama chance, thatha ama millions
 Who got the buzz Who got the spillion
 Dala what you must
 The real niggas know
 You played it safe
 I raised the bar
 Amazing grace
 I praise the Lord
 Versace store
 The world is yours
 Monate so
 Monate so
 Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home
 The shwashwi in the cut with a camera phone
 Everytime we in the club it's a family show
 Take the trophy home, we the champions
 Champions
 Champions
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:51
Key
4
Tempo
93 BPM

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