World Is Ourz Lyrics by Key Glock
*** this money, I got respect, I got power
I’m cutthroat and I’m coldhearted, ’cause these niggas 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)
*** this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can’t trust these ***, 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 *** don’t even matter (Dough, yeah)
I’m ’bout my cheddar, I’m ’bout my cheese, yeah, that guap, ho (Yeah)
All black Richard Mille, this *** look like charcoal (Yeah)
Got different color diamonds on me lookin’ like an art show (Yeah)
Niggas say they ’bout it-’bout it, but they really not, though (***)
I done *** around and turned my front yard to a car show (Yeah)
My homeboy *** around, and he turned into an opp (Damn)
Despite the *** we been through, ***, I’ll still put you in a pot
If don’t nobody else know, you know why they call me Glock (Glizzock, yeah)
*** this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
I’m cutthroat and I’m coldhearted, ’cause these niggas 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)
*** this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can’t trust these ***, 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 *** don’t even matter (Dough, yeah)
I’m ’bout to lay the smackdown on this ***, piledriver (Ayy)
And if they lackin’ in the car, my ***, hit the driver (Let’s go, fah)
Young niggas goin’ hard, ***, Pfizer (Yeah)
Ayy, my lil’ bro, he smart as *** and he’s a true slider
*** this money, I got respect, got power
*** these hoes, too, they all ours (Yeah)
I’m Glock Brady, *** blew it like the Falcons
I’m from the South Memphis jungle, niggas wildin’
*** this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
I’m cutthroat and I’m coldhearted, ’cause these niggas 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)
*** this money, I got respect, I got power (Yeah)
And I can’t trust these ***, 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 *** don’t even matter (Dough, yeah)