You gotta breathe and be at ease
Dreams of the world, diamonds rubies
The world would die because of it
Young money motherfucker we the shit
Different kind of people in this world/
Back like i never ever left in the first
But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first
He committed suicide because of this damn world
I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian
Weight of the world, i lift without preparation
A world comsumed by the book of faces
Usually turn out to be the fakest ones
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
Half of the world sees success in me
I ain't got knowledge of the world
Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst
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