[Intro: Rich Paul]
A motherless child, still I made her proud
I remain ten toes down, fuck 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 niggas 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, damn, they turned they back on me (You know the world is yours)
Look how they doubted me, damn, look how they doubted me (You know the world is yours)
I came back on these niggas, 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)
Fuck I look like drillin' some shit, I'm on my D
Focused on makin' music, my nigga
Dope game Satchel Paige, now my pitch is legit
I'm a bag by myself, not to mention my bitch (You know the world is yours)
We outer space like NASA need to sponsor our trip
Ain't in the draft, but you know I'm still the lottery pick, real shit
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 shit (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 dick
Hear what niggas sayin', but I'm livin' it
This shit 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 nigga can't be touched if they do kill 'em all
You know the protocol, I'm from the D, we ball 'til we fall
Bad bitches are lined up from wall to wall (From wall to wall)
A motherless child, still I made her proud
I remain ten toes down, fuck 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 niggas 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, damn, they turned they back on me (You know the world is yours)
Look how they doubted me, damn, look how they doubted me (You know the world is yours)
I came back on these niggas, 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)
Fuck I look like drillin' some shit, I'm on my D
Focused on makin' music, my nigga
Dope game Satchel Paige, now my pitch is legit
I'm a bag by myself, not to mention my bitch (You know the world is yours)
We outer space like NASA need to sponsor our trip
Ain't in the draft, but you know I'm still the lottery pick, real shit
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 shit (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 dick
Hear what niggas sayin', but I'm livin' it
This shit 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 nigga can't be touched if they do kill 'em all
You know the protocol, I'm from the D, we ball 'til we fall
Bad bitches are lined up from wall to wall (From wall to wall)
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