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My World
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Past 7 Days
My World was discovered most frequently at around 20 seconds into the song during the past week

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Lyrics

[Intro]
I walk this earth all by myself
I'm doing drugs, but they don't help
My voice is nothing when I'm screaming out for help
I stretch my hand, but my grip just gives out
[Chorus]
This shit like Simon Says, what I say go, my glizzy be doin' the most
Wherever you catch me, I'm totin', a handshake cool, but I'll leave your shit on the floor
Smokin' on death, no choke, another **** died, I know this shit no joke
In every CG, I'm the G.O.A.T, New York playin' soccer, metal thing under my coat
These **** be tough on posts, I catch him in person, make his ass stand on that quote
Take a pretty bitch to Mastro, we ride in a Tesla, the one with the butterfly doors
SRT burnt out on the last chase, we made them wrap that pole
And I just need my zaza and my cash, without that, I act slow
[Verse 1]
One body, that ain't shit, my lil' brother upped seven souls (Yeah, that)
GLE cruise controllin', car empty, I need some more (Yeah)
I walk the world by myself 'cause I did this shit all alone (Myself)
I don't talk on no jail calls, I'll see you when you get home (Get ready)
Draco, it go through bones, goddamn, my pockets strong (Strong)
NYC my cologne, we can link, get it on (Zone, on)
She just want me to bone and put her name in my song (Yeah, that)
Super slime, I can't trust nothin', that's why I'm rockin' this Chrome (Chrome Heart)
Chrome Heart, 8K a pair, I gotta slow down on the jeans (Jeans)
V12, but it's a Maybach, move fast and slow off the lean (Slow)
I can't go off IG pictures, catfish a real fuckin' thing
On the opps' shit takin' pics, they in a crib somewhere off a bean
All my handguns got a beam 'cause I be out late night with heat
Just because we went to school and I got rich don't mean we teams
Hol' on, slow the car down, I think that's him, this all on me (Right now)
I'm LV till my feet up, last night, I went all Ricky (Again)
Backshot, you run from me, after hits, pour up lean (Right now, mm-hmm)
Stevie, no one can see us, judge us, not a fuckin' thing
Foenem bailed out the back so quick, you die before you fuckin' blink
I just want my fuckin' lean, the drank man actin' like a dweeb
[Chorus]
This shit like Simon Says, what I say go, my glizzy be doin' the most
Wherever you catch me, I'm totin', a handshake cool, but I'll leave your shit on the floor
Smokin' on death, no choke, another **** died, I know this shit no joke
In every CG, I'm the G.O.A.T, New York playin' soccer, metal thing under my coat
These **** be tough on posts, I catch him in person, make his ass stand on that quote
Take a pretty bitch to Mastro, we ride in a Tesla, the one with the butterfly doors
SRT burnt out on the last chase, we made them wrap that pole
And I just need my zaza and my cash, without that, I act slow
[Outro]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Written by: Charles Davis, David Meiners, Khyree Zienty, Samuel Guye
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