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I got the world in my hands,
Don’t think that I’m stoppin,
I wake up first and start praying,
Cause the devil be plottin,
I made myself so advance,
Just to make me a profit,
Tryna stuff up my pants,
Before I get in that coffin,
I thank the streets cause it made us,
I won’t go to sleep I rather stay up,
Cause I’m not to sure if ima wake up,
All the pain I keep it bottled in,
I won’t shed a tear until the day I bring them dollars in,
**** How the hell u beefin bout a hoe, **** not again,
My dawg say he don’t need him a scope, just to spot a man,
I told my bae that she ain’t leavin me cause we united,
I know if it’s somethin out here creep, Ima find it,
u taken needles cause u feelin d-low bout some love,
Yo life must be on E I never seen u at the club,
Poppin bottles throwin dubs,
See iguess u had enough,
Everybody hurt yo feelin then sweep it under the rug,
Lost my pops still tryna shake it offf,
Aye girl if u hurt u better play it off,
The streets still got them sticks and they don’t play at all,
Yea this the life that’s so real
This the life u betta feel,
My whole clique don’t know how to love,
**** if u dead we gone tilt them fuckin bottles up,
I’m thankful that I’m blessed but I still feel like that’s not enough,
If it ain’t bout no bread what’s the reason to come talk to us,
I got the world in my hands,
Don’t think that I’m stoppin,
I wake up first and start praying,
Cause the devil be plottin,
I made myself so advance,
Just to make me a profit,
Tryna stuff up my pants,
Before I get in that coffin,
I thank the streets cause it made us,
I won’t go to sleep I rather stay up,
Cause I’m not to sure if ima wake up,
All the pain I keep it bottled in,
I won’t shed a tear until the day I bring them dollars in,
The streets was never safe but thats the place that I call home,
Kinda fucked my head up I think my love gone,
That Youngin screaming red rum don’t care if her right or wrong,
They Don’t know how many tears he shed some troops won’t make it home,
I come from the center of the hard knocks,
This is just a warning you turn that corner get yo car stopped,
Told my shorts let’s go fishing Time to bring the rods out,
If I hear it’s a problem they need gun fire,
My shorties goin all out,
I feel like baby it ain’t no Sleep I need them M’s in my bank account,
Beefin and you broke boy stop that flagging go the safer route,
Think this shit a joke bitch we ain’t laughin we don’t play around,
Had to change my ways before I earn it lay a **** down,
How u wanna be rich but u ain’t workin at all,
What’s up in this cup it ain’t a virgin at,
A lot of weight still on my shoulders but I’m workin it off,
If I don’t like what comin thru my ear, ima fall back,
I got the world in my hands,
Don’t think that I’m stoppin,
I wake up first and start praying,
Cause the devil be plottin,
I made myself so advance,
Just to make me a profit,
Tryna stuff up my pants,
Before I get in that coffin,
I thank the streets cause it made us,
I won’t go to sleep I rather stay up,
Cause I’m not to sure if ima wake up,
All the pain I keep it bottled in,
I won’t shed a tear until the day I bring them dollars in
