I was trying to beat the odds while my back against the ropes They really looked me in
My eyes, tried to sell me false hope
Think that I deserve a trophy, I've been traveling on this road
There's a lot of things I've seen
There's some shit that can't be told
Seen my demons kill my angels, through the mirrors in the smoke
Sins weighing out my blessings
I was really losing hope
Until I picked up the pen
Started writing my end
Turning word into rhymes
This is where it began
Started telling my story, felt like the booth was my home
I started selling my story, they fell in love when my words
Was killing these shows, who would've thought I'm the one they chose
Went from sleeping on park benches
To balling out with the pros
And oh, forgot to mention only the Lord knows
Where I'm coming from
And where I've been
It's the reason why I gotta blow
I'm the world's champ
Can't knock me off my grind dawg
I'm on ten
I'm trying to start a revolution and give em substance
Coming up we didn't have a lot
Trying to give em something
My mind is in a prison behind poverty and sanity and poetry and rhythm
Say a little bit of vanity is bad when it isn't
It's okay to cycle between feeling and not feeling
Okay
You just trying to stand on business, okay
And really all they wanna do is mimic, okay
And really you showed
Em love since the beginning, okay
And when you say you got em
Should know they got the realest You done listened to all the critics and ain't get offended
They try assassinate your character and ain't defensive Cause every story sound different
Depending on who tell
It
In your story I'm the villain, I admit it, I accept it
I can't open up no more ain't giving em leverage
I'm knowing that they envy and they really want me dead
Internet gangsters I leave that sucker shit on read
Like a psychiatrist they tryn get
Inside my head, but I won't let em in
No I won't let em in
Cause he's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands,
He's got the whole world in his hands
They rather put you on the box They rather put you on the tee That's why I keep my Glock when I eat shit and sleep
I'm the hero of my story but all I feel is defeat
I done lost a couple homies either booked or they deceased
But my other homies they deceive me
Ready to risk it all, take it easy
But I can't risk it all cause my daughter need me
Told em I see you when I see you, but they'll never see me
Your dog will be here with you one day and then he be gone the next
So if I say I love you know it's coming from my chest
Had my own family stab me in my back when they gave a nigga hug and I'm like why you did that
I be showing em love and they don't ever give back
So this the get back
I just need you to sit back and observe
I'm breaking niggas necks and they like he got some nerves
Sometimes I feel em blessed
Most times I feel em cursed
Cause he's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands,
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands,
He's got the whole world in his hands