[Lyric] World Is Yours (Kydo Chill)

[Intro]
Yeah
Huh

[Chorus]
Spin the block
Spin the block
We ain’t scared
Make it hot

Thought a niggas said something
Guessing not
Rock a bye to bed something
Keisha shots

Keep my foot on niggas necks in these Dior’s
This bitch with me ain't mine she probably yours
Couple henchmen in the cut they kicking doors
Your now rocking with the coldest why of course

[Verse 1]
Just remember i kept real
Tony the world is yours
Most these nigga won't keep it real
Capping why of course
Heard i knock them like holyfield
Treat that woman like a toy
On my momma im chilly skinnеd
Nonchalant and i don’t give a fuck

It ain't hard to keep it real
All that weird shit i must avoid
Not into caring how you feel
Don't carе if i hear your voice

I'm counting these hundreds still
These notes don't make no noise
Said i'd miss the love when it was gone for real
I still ain't felt the void

Waiting on another deposit hit
Make a living off my voice
Yeah I know you love me still
She act like it ain't a choice

Use to catch me on 3rd and hill
Blocked up with boys
If you tripping over here
It's finna be some noise

Searching for my next thrill
Cause the last one got destroyed
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
They only good for stealing joy
See you on that bum shit
So i start to call him Lloyd
Can't ignore the campaign
Done became the people’s choice

[Chorus]
Spin the block
Spin the block
We ain’t scared
Make it hot

Thought a niggas said something
Guessing not
Rock a bye to bed something
Keisha shots

Keep my foot on niggas necks in these Dior’s
This bitch with me ain't mine she probably yours
Couple henchmen in the cut they kicking doors
Your now rocking with the coldest why of course

[Chorus]
Keep Mentioning my gang but always ready to hide
Speaking on my name you must be ready to fly
My guys don't do no talking they just ready to slide
Ain't no acting like it's sweet when its been bitter outside
Many men, many men they wish death on me, so i gotta keep it on me
Swear my momma always told me
Everybody ain’t ya homie
Most bitch gone be phony

If they ain't down ride lowkey

[Verse 2]
Can't go out like nip the great
Want let them pop smoke me
San better pack a burna dino
That was rule one from my ogs

Keep yo eyes open when you shot
And dont pull it if it's no need
And if they really wanna fade leave they blood on street
Never tried to be the toughest but i bet ill punch on yo cheek

Small nigga out her thuggin Couldn’t make a punk out of me
If it's on that it in on won't see no chump out of me
Firecracker cause i'm packing heat
Most you niggas still can't stand with me

Shit ain't sweet like tangerines
Boardboy thats my damn regime
Just jumped in the major leagues
Now these bitches trying to sweep me off my feet

All hail when your highness speaks
We ain’t trippin off the minor fee
Exposed myself to the finer things
I'm life changing  that’s inspiring

[Chorus]
Keep Mentioning my gang but always ready to hide
Speaking on my name you must be ready to fly
My guys don't do no talking they just ready to slide
Ain't no acting like it's sweet when its been bitter outside

Many men, many men they wish death on me, so i gotta keep it on me
Swear my momma always told me
Everybody ain’t ya homie
Most bitch gone be phony

If they ain't down ride lowkey