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kxng crooked & joell ortiz - my world lyrics

[intro: joell ortiz]
hahaha, hmmm
sometimes i look back where it all started, it’s crazy, check

[verse 1: joell ortiz]
through h+lla hot water, in order for us to get up out these projects, i order
fill in the blanks however you see fit, it’s me, quick
my alias before i did the beat sh+t
i was trying to figure sh+t out, i made a couple wee flips
getting 30 off a bundle, paid that 70 quick
just tryna get to that re+up, little me up
6 o’clock in the morning, getting ready for school, rolling some trees up (yeah)
lunchtime, rounds in the yard, scooping my cheese up
wasn’t real money, but i was proud of my peanuts
neem oil and pеanut and nettie cribb without feet up
thinking i’m getting it, ‘causе i saved my first gee up (yeah)
that was where it all started, before the coke got hard and before the dope grew margins
it was harmless marijuana, filling up dutch paper
just laughing with the munchies, like let’s catch up later

[chorus: joell ortiz, kxng crooked]
get on the elevator, take a ride through my world
get off the elevator, step inside of my world
get in the low rider, take a ride through my world
get out the low rider, step inside of my world
get on the elevator, take a ride through my world
get off the elevator, step inside of my world
get in the low rider, take a ride through my world
get out the low rider, step inside of my world
(what’s happenin’?)
[verse 2: kxng crooked]
i can’t co+sign her, this crazy life is my girl, but she’s a ho kinda
she spread her thighs for the world, i met a old timer
he told me life was a squirrel, just trying to go find a nut
instead of diamonds and pearls
and putting p+ssy over money, i could tell by his yellow eyes
he been through some sh+t, too well advised to be telling lies east of the beach, i’m on the felon side with h+lla guys
king boulevard, where the fois are selling pies
white t+shirt, cornrows, corduroy house slippers
mike green worked for it, though you know them boys ounce flippers
count figures, pound liquor, crown picker, bounce cl!cker
sothern cow n+ggas, with some out of towners down with us
playing madden in the crib, we just average youngins (yeah)
9th grade running fades over a bag of funyuns
getting h+lla faded when the sheriff raided
kicked in the door while i was on the floor getting my hair braided

- kxng crooked joell ortiz lyrics

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