Westside Gunn - If I Ruled The World '15 lyrics

[Verse 1: Conway] Look I feel like I'm the grimiest n***a ever Iron in the Dsquared leather, fire it at whoever Retire n***as forever Swiss cheese 'em and 6 feet 'em We don't play fair, we fifth squeezin' / It's blick season Wear a vest, we air Tecs Hollows tear flesh, or I'll pistol whip you to a near d**h f** who saw it, I could care less I'm Prince of Bel Air fresh I came up gettin' money on that stair set 30 shells pop, get ya bell rocked Shell in ya top / I got this sh** well-locked Respected by the k**ers and n***as that sell blocks Leave ya finger in ya mother's f**in mailbox Look, I gotta be a savage Pop the chopper, you see fire on nozzle of it flashin' My young boy shot more n***as than you could possibly imagine Call it Hell on Earth, n***a / Prodigy and Havoc [Hook: Westside Gunn] If I ruled the world I let the rat n***as rot and let the real n***as free If I ruled the world I take it back to '05 when coke prices was 18 a key If I ruled the world I rock the high top Griseldas with the aligator straps that cost a G If i ruled the world I keep a loaded MAC on me cause everybody gon' wanna be me [Verse 2: Conway] Kith sweats with the fully tucked Shark head when I throw my hoodie up Smell the OG when I'm pullin' up Got whatever on the flow, n***a/ Put it up ... Big Dutch in my hand Seen ya favorite rapper, smacked his double cup out his hand Bet it f**ed up his whole image I'm O-Dog in that liquor store, I'm a menace I'm the illest 1,700 for the britches Silk shirt, the Master P Versaces on, vintage Slime, we did it Kick in the door, we bout ta k** it But I will still push a n***a sh** back Don't get it twisted... b**hes (Hook)