"The Whole World's Mine"

(Chorus)
I got New York dreams and a L.A. state of mind
Detroit hustle and a Atlanta grind
Devil on my shoulder angel on the other side
Putting thoughts in my mind they tell me all the time
The whole world's mine the whole world's mine

(Verse 1)
Yeah hustling that is my business I ain't playin' 'round with these bitches
Getting money got me on missions that got mama thinkin' I'm missin
Man I'm in the game like Pippen and my only aim is winning
This rap thang I'll be pimpin 'til I'm ballin - Piston
From a small town but got big dreams LA and NYC
I've fantasized about these things more than I dreamed about fe's
Mama wouldn't even let me see MTV before I was a teen
Maybe she knew that all those things would have some effect on me
And she didn't want her son growin up wanting stuff that's a front
Chasing bucks in a game that no one trusts
Tried be a good parent but eventually gave up
When my interest perked up I was gone star struck
Now my mind is far from this small town where I'm stuck
Each day here is bad luck I'm ready as fuck to pack up
So anxious I act up only calm when writing songs
Even then my mind is gone thinking 'bout California palms

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(Verse 2)
I'm from that dirt I'm from that mud
I'm from that bottom from that gutta
From that boot I'm from that ROE
I'm from that pain I'm from the struggle
All I wanna do is bubble and see the stars like the Hubble
Telescope then tell my folks that they aint gotta sell this dope
I give hope tell 'em, yo, that I'm nice or twice as dope
As city folks quote unquote
Proof is in the raps I wrote I'm not from the chi or close
But I can hold my own, joe, And I'm not from the east coast
But the snow aint cold as my flow
Yeah... Real shit I'm talking it on top of it I'm walking it
These other rappers aint raw as this I give my heart all of it
Same Diff' be apart of this Brad and I on our artist shit
We're giving ya'll the hardest hits
Ever since Gangstarr split...
Ha.. Ya'll thought I didn't... Know about them did ya'll
You think down south all we listen to is dance songs
Well to quote the late Biggie Smalls you're dead wrong
I am hip hop and through me the legacy lives on

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(Verse 3)
All my life I've been doubted now I'mma do somethin 'bout it
I'mma make my home proud even if I leave the town
Guaranteed I'll put it down and spread the wealth around
No disrespect to my kinfolk but when I ride around Monroe
I see one thing I do know I'm too big for this one hole
A shark stuck in a fishbowl a dog you're feeding wishbones
I'm too old and too grown to be only locally known
I sell records and go stone fucked up that's happenin
'Cause how I'm rappin, son, I should be platinum
Conceited maybe? Nah, I'm just effin crazy
That's how this town has made me I feel boxed in daily
Only thing that'd save me was all these songs I was making
It gave me hope for somethin' greater without praying
This shit I'm not faking it''s real to me I feel incomplete
I'm doing things lyrically I'm just in the wrong scenery
I know someone is feelin' me if your are
Let me know you're hearin' me
I'm just one man in this world tryna make history

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