World Is Ourz lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy

[Chorus]
f*ck this money, I got respect, I got power
I'm cutthroat and I'm coldhearted, 'cause these n*ggas sour
I used to sleep up on the floor, but now it's money showers
The man in the mirror told me that this world is ours (Yeah)
f*ck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can't trust these b*tches, I blame me if I read the Bible (Yeah)
My cousin was a mastermind, he got rich off of flour (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You know if it ain't 'bout no dough, then that sh*t don't even matter (Dough, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I'm 'bout my cheddar, I'm 'bout my cheese, yeah, that guap, ho (Yeah)
All black Richard Mille, this sh*t look like charcoal (Yeah)
Got different color diamonds on me lookin' like an art show (Yeah)
n*ggas say they 'bout it-'bout it, but they really not, though (f*ck)
I done f*cked around and turned my front yard to a car show (Yeah)
My homeboy f*cked around, and he turned into an opp (Damn)
Despite the sh*t we been through, n*gga, I'll still put you in a pot
If don't nobody else know, you know why they call me Glock (Glizzock, yeah)

[Chorus]
f*ck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
I'm cutthroat and I'm coldhearted, 'cause these n*ggas sour (Yeah)
I used to sleep up on the floor, but now it's money showers (Yeah)
The man in the mirror told me that this world is ours (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can't trust these b*tches, I blame me if I read the Bible (Yeah)
My cousin was a mastermind, he got rich off of flour (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
You know if it ain't 'bout no dough, then that sh*t don't even matter (Dough, yeah)
[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout to lay the smackdown on this b*tch, piledriver (Ayy)
And if they lackin' in the car, my n*gga, hit the driver (Let's go, fah)
Young n*ggas goin' hard, Viagra, Pfizer (Yeah)
Ayy, my lil' bro, he smart as f*ck and he's a true slider
f*ck this money, I got respect, I got power
f*ck these hoes, too, they all ours (Yeah)
I'm Glock Brady, n*gga blew it like the Falcons
I'm from the South Memphis jungle, n*ggas wildin'

[Chorus]
f*ck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
I'm cutthroat and I'm coldhearted, 'cause these n*ggas sour (Yeah)
I used to sleep up on the floor, but now it's money showers (Yeah)
The man in the mirror told me that this world is ours (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can't trust these b*tches, I blame me if I read the Bible (Yeah)
My cousin was a mastermind, he got rich off of flour (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
You know if it ain't 'bout no dough, then that sh*t don't even matter (Dough, yeah)