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• Artiste: Mark Battles
• Titre: World Is Mine
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Out in London getting euros with Euroz Y'all said it plural, touch it, turn to pure gold Call me king Midas They said I wouldn't make it 'cause it ain't really seem like it Guess my whole team psychic Hitting levels that's hard to reach They used to wanna borrow from me And now my tour is filled with more dates than E Harmony It's hard to see the top when they block Will you please pardon me? Barging in the game, no exchanges or feed bargaining I'm up next, it's time for y'all to cut checks With every quote I grip my hands on they throat like rough sex Success will come next and let you know I got this Enough with all the nonsense, I'm too focused on the profit Never been to college but for these bars I need a doctorate Every beat I will chew, a couple walls I drill through Made it out the gutter 'cause that struggle will conceal you But y'all can sit in mode, I'm tryna see what a mill' do Will do A couple niggas I would die for From now till I'm gone I could tell 'em this my time, yo We all getting on Why you looking so surprised, bro? I thought you been on Yeah, you really waste your time Tryna catch it from behind This world is mine All the records I'mma break All the money I'mma make Let a hater go and hate This world is mine All the records I'mma break All the money I'mma make Let a hater go and hate This world is mine No gimmicks, I'm 100 Shit, what's better than real I stack bread and get higher than Magic Johnson's medical bill I send her a text she head over here Fuck that bitch good now she head over heels But she ain't my chick, she belong to the world I ain't sweating these hoes, we get bread over here Grade A raps, that's far from average Disagree, you crazy like the walls is padded Kush I smoke is good and my broad's the baddest Tryna street billboards like target practice You know I'm about to drop a classic soon Meet the Asian cook, that mean you catch his doom Who that new nigga that y'all hyper up They go from he's next to what happened to him The new shit that y'all be praying on It sound like rocket to them AR, practice to them, all my systems like classics to them ' I live life some would die for These days ain't no telling Who's real? Everybody claim they 100 Till they true colors show like the new bills Till they true colors show like the new bills A couple niggas I would die for From now till I'm gone I could tell 'em this my time, yo We all getting on Why you looking so surprised, bro? I thought you been on Yeah, you really waste your time Tryna catch it from behind This world is mine All the records I'mma break All the money I'mma make Let a hater go and hate This world is mine All the records I'mma break All the money I'mma make Let a hater go and hate This world is mine