I was a diamond in the rough but rough was more literal
Lou taught me never front, stunt St.

The world in my hands, the world in my hands
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
[Bridge: LeGit & Saba]
Gave my all but can’t say I gave up
(oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
How I got the game in a choke hold
[Hook: Saba]
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
Crazy how now this weed shit legal
(oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)

Screaming reparations, ’till my respiration meet the expiration, uh
The world in my palm like it’s pomade
Put it on wax to play while you drive
Look, they trafficking, they don’t got crossing guards

Still yellin’ bitch mob task force (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Want my albums posthumous, no fraudulent
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
Just the forward, 3 Man weave just the forwards
Gotta get ’em back, turn the Phife on em
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
And she say that she saw me on prime time
No ain’t no rush lil’ bitch, I got patience
Reader’s digest, I got food for thought

Hey!
Gave my all but can’t say I gave up
You know I ain’t worried bout that though (about that though)

Flipped it on em, I swanton bombed
Burn like the pain when you see me grow
Cheering like they got pom poms on
Bro mainpassion was the profit
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
Look how they react when I’m back home (when I’m back home)
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
(oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
On a…quest for my lil’ niggas
I’ve been focusing on keeping my balance, like I had a couple drinks in the cup-holder
Yeah yeah it’s that same old negro
Y’all still did everything but listen, now they tryna sign like a petition, submission
Judge slammed the gavel and he gone
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
The world in my hands, the world in my hands

(Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
Fresh linen, lining flicking like Teanna Trump damn, ay
In my vans, mobbin’ through France
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
A town stomp Fuck Trump, chunk
(oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
Justified, side by side, juxtaposed, jumping out, just to show you the…
[Verse 3: Smino]
Got to moving trees, like the breeze, only two-piece default
I don’t wanna hear about the bullshit, I could write a full book how you only keep it real sometimes
(oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
[Hook: Saba]
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
(oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
On your…head, turn to lice on em
Gas like flatulence, hoe I feel fabulous
Doctor the blunt, goddamn me I’m waiting
From where they keep pack like they move a lot
[Hook: Saba]
[Bridge: LeGit & Saba]
I’m fathering…all these styles I hit, then they copy it
Knew my day would come, it was foretold
I was on the bus with it
Now I kill with the literary, just drop it on em like litterers
They wonder what these dreams are made of
I ain’t worried bout your boys moving backwards

Good man need a lil’ more tryna feed his people
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
Come to…bread, need a high quota
I just put my life in some literature…like literally!

The world in my hands, the world in my hands
With the wind in my hand, ay, grinning like damn
Stock going up draft combine
[Verse 2: Saba]
We hope to die, we just cross our hearts
Just went to Manhattan on a bus ticket
[Hook: Saba]
I could turn a trap to a castle (to a castle)
They wonder what these dreams are made of
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
(Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)

[Verse 1: Saba]
Daydreamin’ its real when we wake up
Dave Mirra bring it bike on em, they been feeling dead dripping life on em
I can’t hold it, I feel all of it

Got my name up on my jersey with the world in my hands
My beautiful dark twisted fanta-leaf
Daydreamin’ its real when we wake up
And I document it, put it on page
The world in my hands, the world in my hands
Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I didn’t try to take my whole life and put it in writing
The police targeted, like I’m shoppin