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the world is yours - babyface ray, fabolous & rich paul lyrics

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[intro: rich paul]
a motherless child, still i made her proud
i remain ten toes down, f*ck bowin’ to a crowd
from non*believer to achiever
watch me change how they receive us
i bet today they believe us, when we say we can
ain’t about who’s the man, but who’s in position
i can’t keep playin’ this song if you n*ggas refuse to listen

[chorus: babyface ray]
you know the world is yours, you know the world is yours
i feel it comin’ over me, it’s nothin’ like it used to be
can feel it in my energy, you know the world is yours
you know the world is yours, you know the world is yours
it’s nothin’ like it used to be, i feel it comin’ over me
they turned they back on me, dawg, they turned they back on me (it’s somethin’ in the energy)
they turned they back on me, d*mn, they turned they back on me (you know the world is yours)
look how they doubted me, d*mn, look how they doubted me (you know the world is yours)
i came back on these n*ggas, thought they’d be proud of me
i was raised by real ones, real one i gotta be
i was raised by real ones, real one i gotta be

[verse 1: babyface ray]
the world is yours, like tony, reals dodgin’ the phonies (it’s somethin’ in the energy)
players duckin’ the suckers, lions watchin’ for snakes (you know the world is yours)
f*ck i look like drillin’ some sh*t, i’m on my d
focused on makin’ music, my n*gga
dope game satchel paige, now my pitch is legit
i’m a bag by myself, not to mention my b*tch (you know the world is yours)
we outer sp*ce like nasa need to sponsor our trip
ain’t in the draft, but you know i’m still the lottery pick, real sh*t
lord, i done did my dirt, but i repent (can feel it in my energy)
hundred on my wrist, for the times i wouldn’t
young, black, militant, hood raised me not to give a sh*t (you know the world is yours)
it wasn’t in my plans, but i’m gettin’ it (you know the world is yours)
walkin’ through the sand, leavin’ fendi prints
you pay her onlyfans, but i give her d*ck
hear what n*ggas sayin’, but i’m livin’ it
this sh*t like soho house, you need a membership
photo like a maybach, but the engine quick
clutch sweatsuit, baby, i’m a max player (you know the world is yours)
fifty*nine, sixty*one, but the strap dated (you know the world is yours)
my detroit players
hustle in our bloods, so the drugs could never faze us
the struggle, that’s what made us
never wanted much, i just wanted to ball
now a n*gga can’t be touched if they do k!ll ’em all
you know the protocol, i’m from the d, we ball ’til we fall
bad b*tches are lined up from wall to wall (from wall to wall)
[chorus: babyface ray & fabolous]
you know the world is yours
it’s nothin’ like it used to be, i feel it comin’ over me
they turned they back on me, dawg, they turned they back on me (it’s somethin’ in the energy)
they turned they back on me, d*mn, they turned they back on me (you know the world is yours)
look how they doubted me, d*mn, look how they doubted me (you know the world is yours)
i came back on these n*ggas, thought they’d be proud of me
i was raised by real ones, real one i gotta be (it’s nothin’ like it used to be)
i was raised by real ones, real one i gotta be
it’s somethin’ in the energy, you know the world is yours
they turned they back on me, dawg, they turned they back on me
they turned they back on me, d*mn, they turned they back on me
look how they doubted me, d*mn, look how they doubted me
i came back on these n*ggas, thought they’d be proud of me (you know the world is yours)
i was raised by real ones, real one i gotta be (i feel it comin’ over me)
i was raised by real ones, real one i gotta be, look (it’s nothin’ like it used to be)

[verse 2: fabolous & babyface ray]
the world is yours, nino, like uniqua said (can feel it in my energy)
that lil’ short cut rockin’, pretty freak in red (you know the world is yours)
g money was slippin’, too busy gettin’ geeked on meds (you know the world is yours)
they should be lookin’ for the pimples on the cheeks instead (you know the world is yours)
this a new jack city, hop out the jeep on dreads (it’s nothin’ like it used to be)
then it’s rock*a*bye baby, like keisha said (i feel it comin’ over me)
i don’t know too many heavyweights who beat the feds (it’s somethin’ in the energy)
only the real hustlers survive when the streets are dead (you know the world is yours)
and haters still be tryin’ to switch off movies
i guess when you in the theaters, it might p*ss of tubi (i guess)
i stay away from suckers, i ditch all goofies
still comin’ through clutch in some rich paul newbies, yeah
switch the product, no narcotics, b*tch, i built the brand (i did)
gave me nothin’, made me somethin’, b*tch, i built a hand (i did)
like i’m playin’ tunk, show they spread, crazy dunk (woah)
i hit the aunties and the nieces, yeah, don’t play with unc’
life has been so wavy lately, gotta stay in trunks (yeah)
we agin’ like fine wine, cabernet and blanc (yeah)
when we link, it’s like when brady get to play with gronk (chips)
you tryin’ to go play on them beaches or go play the bronx?
i love me a bad b*tch who know her watches
the beat top*notch, you got to know the notches (levels)
always do your thing, never know who watchin’ (for real)
except for the streets, ’cause you know they watchin’ (upside)

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