World

Me vs the World

All that I got, is all of my guns

I can’t trust a motherfucka around

If you move, we shooting them rounds

He don’t want beef, he’s vegetarian

I got his bitch sucking on my balls

Not even the alcohol can cure that you're gone

Now my kids, stick to her walls, yeah

Umm, yeah, speaking my shit on this album

Got all my money on this album

It's me vs the world

I don’t like talking

So keep it all quiet

My mind is a library

From the way I be writing

She does love her harleys from the way that she ride me

Forgot her name but i know who she is

Yeah, Its me and this is my world

I don’t know who the fuck wants to invade me

You catch a 40. Straight to the face

You now miss your face

Bought a new car, and it is white

Just like the powder of molly at night

I go too fast

I don’t see the road

I crash in a fiery and a roar

Not in the morning

Not in the morning

Not in the morning