Big Jaye - World is Yours lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm feelin myself is that a bad decision? I hope not because I have good intentions I made mistakes I learned my lessons Usually when I get it rite I'm only guessin To be honest, I really dont know Am I perfect? I don't think so I do my best to keep sh** real though f** wit me,I'll kick yo a** like a field goal I got ambition like Wale Just a young n***a that like to party Got the baddest girls callin n I dont even know why Cuz the good girls usually want the bad guys Why? I will never know It usually turns those girls into hoes Because they're boyfriends are a**holes Then they die after an overdose The good dudes get nothin, unless they're rich Then, they end up f**in a dirty b**h And they just met her U feelin like the king & all these other b**hes Coretta Then the broke n***as dont know what to do Until they find success & all the fake b**hes comin through If you broke, well, no p**y for you That's the way of life, it's just not cool But you know what they say, life ain't fair Living the perfect life is just too rare Matter of fact, it's impossible We all make mistakes that aren't logical Some n***as make mistakes that leave em in a hospital Cuz for some reason, they think they're unstoppable Then, when they f** up, they gotta perform obstacles They had a lot of options though But they f**ed it up Could've been a winner but they not even a runner up In last place, they still f**in up And I'm thinkin "What the f**" Some n***as would k** for just a buck It could be a good person that's out of luck The sh** that irk me is the k**a don't even give a f** Then they think they tuff, but for what? It's a difference between bein tuff & not givin a f** That's something few n***as seem to comprehend Fake n***as try to pretend to be your friend But they scared to defend Which is why you gotta seperate the fake from the real Fake friends are the unreal Real friends are the unfake So f** all these dumb fakes Do your thing, and people open doors Just let em know that the world is yours