different city every night right
And they be going so insane
I repping for my city right, right
So you should be happy that I came
 [bad word] 
We believe in, if you see me
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It’s like I’m dreaming baby, what I mean is
Most of y’all don’t know that
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa

[Chamillionaire]
I don’t worry ’bout paper I past up
I focus on money my hands touch
If that right there don’t add up
I gotta let you know your math sucks
You don’t ever talk to a calculator
You don’t get caught with an ounce of paper
Every convo is about a favour
Had to get a mansion without the neighbours
I aint meaning no bad [bad word] When I say they don’t have a dime
And I aint meaning no Gold watch when I say “I don’t have the time”
My hustle is the reason I’m known to shine
It’s like I’m in my own World
Cause these boys out here full of talking
And texting all my old girls
You call that your homegirl
I call that my dome girl
I call that my errr,
I’m not home leave a message after the tone girl
I go to places they rap about
But girls only love you cause the cash you got
See all these hoes is chasing stars
Growing up to be cashtronauts
Can’t be mad, I asked for it
Living life in that airport
Y’all aint even get off the ground
Y’all stuck in that chair-port
I know they wanna see my cash short
But only thing I ask Lord
is please don’t let [bad word] out of nothing but pages in my passport
 [bad word] 
We believe in, if you see me
I watch the skyline light up every evening
It’s like I’m dreaming baby, what I mean is
Most of y’all don’t know
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa
This my World, whoooa

[Big K.R.I.T - Verse 2]
Been through a lot just to get this far
Whip that car, grip that grain
Ready pipes on the lights
Went from broke, to having things
Catching planes out of state
I got dudes to pay, I got moves to make
F-ck the fee, that they put on me
To keep the lights on and food on their plate
Hit the slab, push it to the max
Expensive taste, I love poppin’ tags
F-cking hoes, I live in the lab
Spittin’ bars that reflect my past
What you know ’bout sold out shows
More gun sh-t everywhere I go
Putting on for the third ?
Sippin’ ?, give a [bad word]  what you know bout my folk
Nothin’ else I gave them hope
If they could follow dreams of their own
Be successful and ride clean with the chrome
If it aint ? leave it alone
And who they hate and preach their Lord
Most n-ggas talk now just because
I’m putting my faith in the man above
About my bread, playa be about your’s
Be ’bout our’s, stay on course
I make my mark everywhere I go
I speak that trill everytime I flow
I get my own, cause it’s everywhere I know
Thats all I show so when I toast to the life I live
I’m taking off like a laser beam
Rather not wake, rather get my cake up
While I’m out here living the dream
This my world! [bad word] 
 We believe in, if you see me
 I watch the skyline light up every evening
 It’s like I’m dreaming baby, what I mean is
 Most of y’all don’t know

 this my World, whoooa

 Dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
 Million dollar vision now I’m living out my dreams
 This my World, this my world
 I had a dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
 Million dollar vision now I’m living out my dreams
 This my World, this my world
 This my World, yeah