Mark Battles

Mark Battles - World Is Mine lyrics

rate me

Out in London getting euros with Euroz

Y’all said it plural, touch it, turn to pure gold

Call me king Midas

They said I wouldn’t make it ‘cause it ain’t really seem like it

Guess my whole team psychic

Hitting levels that’s hard to reach

They used to wanna borrow from me

And now my tour is filled with more dates than E Harmony

It’s hard to see the top when they block

Will you please pardon me?

Barging in the game, no exchanges or feed bargaining

I’m up next, it’s time for y’all to cut checks

With every quote I grip my hands on they throat like rough sex

Success will come next and let you know I got this

Enough with all the nonsense, I’m too focused on the profit

Never been to college but for these bars I need a doctorate

Every beat I will chew, a couple walls I drill through

Made it out the gutter ‘cause that struggle will conceal you

But y’all can sit in mode, I’m tryna see what a mill’ do

Will do

A couple niggas I would die for

From now till I’m gone

I could tell ‘em this my time, yo

We all getting on

Why you looking so surprised, bro?

I thought you been on

Yeah, you really waste your time

Tryna catch it from behind

This world is mine

All the records I’mma break

All the money I’mma make

Let a hater go and hate

This world is mine

All the records I’mma break

All the money I’mma make

Let a hater go and hate

This world is mine

No gimmicks, I’m 100

Shit, what’s better than real

I stack bread and get higher than Magic Johnson’s medical bill

I send her a text she head over here

Fuck that bitch good now she head over heels

But she ain’t my chick, she belong to the world

I ain’t sweating these hoes, we get bread over here

Grade A raps, that’s far from average

Disagree, you crazy like the walls is padded

Kush I smoke is good and my broad’s the baddest

Tryna street billboards like target practice

You know I’m about to drop a classic soon

Meet the Asian cook, that mean you catch his doom

Who that new nigga that y’all hyper up

They go from he’s next to what happened to him

The new shit that y’all be praying on

It sound like rocket to them

AR, practice to them, all my systems like classics to them

I live life some would die for

These days ain’t no telling

Who’s real? Everybody claim they 100

Till they true colors show like the new bills

Till they true colors show like the new bills

A couple niggas I would die for

From now till I’m gone

I could tell ‘em this my time, yo

We all getting on

Why you looking so surprised, bro?

I thought you been on

Yeah, you really waste your time

Tryna catch it from behind

This world is mine

All the records I’mma break

All the money I’mma make

Let a hater go and hate

This world is mine

All the records I’mma break

All the money I’mma make

Let a hater go and hate

This world is mine

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