The World Is Mine

World Is Mine

I feel at times that I'm wasting my rhymes /
Ultimately it feels like I'm wasting my energy and time/
And my time is my money and my money is my time/
Overthinking life gon make a nigga lose his mind/
Trying to philoso-fi got me contemplating suicide /
But for now I'm back on my grind so to my niggas neva mind/
Grip on the game, like a tree being choked by a vine/
And this is my design/
The lust for booze pussy and green was written in my slave genes/
That means that it flow thru my veins/
So it's no cliche when I say I dream of bitches, whips, and chains/
Word is bond I took the world by storm/ 
The world is mine I'm on the grind since the day I was born/
What you new, I put that on the zoo/ 
get with it or hit with it you know how we do/ 
Yeah you how we do round here/
The World is mine, even if it ends next year/ 
I said The world is mine even if it ends next year/