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knownghost - the world is ours lyrics

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[chorus]
my ex don’t know that i’m lit now
i’m still tryna figure this shit out
tryna peel out this bitch, tryna get out
my dawg asking me, “did you find god?”
starting to feel like i seen it all
but i don’t know what problems the money cause
i need my money, right on the dot, yeah
i got this bitch acting like a thot, yeah
got cash coming in, nonstop, yeah
bad bitch tryna give me some top
i don’t really like talking a lot
and you know i won’t talk to the cops
my partners still moving that soft
i told them boys, “the world is ours”

[post+chorus]
gotta make that money and take it far
(gotta make that money and take it far)
gotta watch how a motherfucker play his cards
(gotta watch how motherfucker play his cards)
we came up off kush and xanny bars
(real trap shit, them xanny bars)
when you slide in the city, switch the platе on the car
(switch the plates on thе car)
[interlude]
might as well go ahead swap the mothefuckin’ vin
burn the car, dump the glock
you know what i’m saying?
what’s understood don’t gotta be said

[verse]
and don’t even come outside, less you got real mob ties
i was a freshman, probably ‘bout 14, getting so high
five racks in cash in my closet, my mother like “boy why?”
i slapped the boy in his fucking face, bitch i’m a wild child
and when i’m high with you, that’s the only time i feel alive
two hoes got me living so reckless
three hoes i ain’t ever expect this
my bitch stay down, she don’t get jealous
i paid all my convicted felons
my bitch bosses up to the t
she really something special
ride passenger seat all night
then she come watch me kill instrumentals
and i don’t got time for no groupie hoes, that’s tryna fuck with my mental
on drugs, i’m so sentimental
i balanced the good with the devil
and i’ll still never sell my soul
and i’ll never be the one who told
said i’m too young and she too old
but she let me hit when her friends go
all white, bitch looking like the pope
you know we gotta bring in them poles
fuck the camera, i don’t like to pose
i’m the type to hotbox the rolls
keep my hoes on they knees and they toes
whatever i’m saying, you know that shit goes
[bridge]
i told them boys, “the world is ours”
i told them boys, “the world is ours”
i told them boys, “the world is ours”
i told them boys, “the world is ours”
i told them boys, “the world is ours”

[chorus]
my ex don’t know that i’m lit now
i’m still tryna figure this shit out
tryna peel out this bitch, tryna get out
my dawg asking me, “did you find god?”
starting to feel like i seen it all
but i don’t know what problems the money cause
i need my money, right on the dot, yeah
i got this bitch acting like a thot, yeah
got cash coming in, nonstop, yeah
bad bitch tryna give me some top
i don’t really like talking a lot
and you know i won’t talk to the cops
my partners still moving that soft
i told them boys, “the world is ours”

[post+chorus]
gotta make that money and take it far
(gotta make that money take it far)
gotta watch how a motherfucker play his cards
(gotta watch how motherfucker play his cards)
we came up off kush and xanny bars
(real trap shit, them xanny bars)
when you slide in the city, switch the plate on the car
(switch the plates on the car)



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