[Verse 1]
It's no surprise that I can't relate to your rap fables
Got biblical with this 'caine 'cause n***a I'm that able
Addicts, visions of black angels
Nobody dealin' crack stable
I went from eatin' table scraps to feedin' crap tables
Waiters bringing me Black Label
The money, why did that change you?
Squares in your circle, if you looking at it from that angle
Every rat in that trap mangled
The world is yours if you deserve it all
We just tryna swerve the law, recruiting more shooters for every murder solved
Dirty stares to all of them prosеcutors
Do not pursue us, block maneuvers
N***as who shot intrudеrs, then hopped in Ubers
Went out of town to try to cop some Rugers, we got a lot to lose, it's
Some Southern n***as tryna chop and screw us
Acquire more bread, owners in this league that fire off lead
Leave you MIA like Brian Flores (Woo!)
We don't send shots, we send warheads
Damn is the gravel, judge with his hand on the gavel
Fuck what the court says

[Chorus]
(The world is yours)
That's what it read in the sky, too many friends in disguise
Manny and Tony vibes
(The world is yours)
Those was the words on that blimp, I look superb in this mink
We rich and it's only right
(The world is yours)
We bribe judges and crooked lawyers
You won't even know that they looking for you 'cause the
(The world is yours)
Legit businesses, alibis with no witnesses
Strategize with some viciousness
[Verse 2]
We them right n***as with nothing left to lose
It's best to choose what side you on when you stretch the rules
I respect your views but detectives tryna inspect for clues
So I'm praying over my prey, that's how I'm gon' bless the food
You don't check the news, we infamous, don't you mention shit, the tension thick
Wiping off bullets is how we censor clips
We don't do the clubs, you make it rain, we gon' drench the bitch
I'd rather take my wife on expensive trips and we send some pics
Au revoir to n***as who caught a charge in the court of law
Overseas farewells to the many cases I fought abroad
We ain't in the same class, we ain't gotta talk at all
You pulled up kinda lame fast, go ahead and walk it off
How long does the pain last, especially when you lost a war?
How you gon' win it if you ain't lost it all?
Our fathers raised by Esco and Shawn Carter, song martyr
Terminatin' the past like I'm John Connor, one

[Chorus]
(The world is yours)
That's what it read in the sky, too many friends in disguise
Manny and Tony vibes
(The world is yours)
Those was the words on that blimp, I look superb in this mink
We rich and it's only right
(The world is yours)
We bribe judges and crooked lawyers
You won't even know that they looking for you 'cause the
(The world is yours)
Legit businesses, alibis with no witnesses
Strategize with some viciousness