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Yeah, the world is yours, but you're so unsure A young Padawan that's been on course The way that I win by force (yeah) It's probably best you and I don't talk (nah) 'Cause if I speak, you'll speak in morse This ain't like before when you peaked then lowered your tone to the floor Yo, okay, what's good? We're the ones, who's shook Move like Neo, from pawn to Rook With chess, you can all get took A bunch of clones who's throwing looks And serving face A million photos posted a day Yet somehow they all look the same I guess it's true what they all say "Keep your enemies closer" These man are looking to end it all And trust, they're not looking for closure From the South with some you're done with a click of a tongue Like they're speaking in Xhosa Not born, but raised in the land, JA For some that's a different culture Yeah If I said that I've got you, then you better relax Your stepdad might have said it first But I'll be the one who's taking it back Some man chase, while some will pay for the bag They love making a scene by making it seem Like perhaps it's me and not them, but fam I know how to act May I ask how long have you been this way? How long will you sit in place Blaming the system for the same lack of assistance you give your mates? It's neither give or take It's energy we exchange Including self, go and include yourself Don't need my help? Okay, cool (okay, cool), suit yourself I don't believe in ties L's and win cuff links that improve themselves (yeah) Follow man 'cause their tale's been tailored (what?) They won't show their failure (yeah) Make a move with chess for a cheque 'cause like Kendrick said They are not your saviour (they are not your saviour) The world is yours, but you're so unsure A young Padawan that's been on course The way that I win by force (yeah) It's probably best you and I don't talk (nah) 'Cause if I speak, you'll speak in morse This ain't like before when you peaked then lowered your tone to the floor Yo, okay, what's good? We're the ones, who's shook Move like Neo, from pawn to Rook With chess, you can all get took A bunch of clones who's throwing looks And serving face A million photos posted a day Yet somehow they all look the same
Writer(s): Jack Perry, Brandon Nembhard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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