Letras
Tryna get Boston George and Diego money (yeah)
And stack it all up like Lego money (ha-ha)
Play with them blocks, call it Tetris (yeah)
Real talk, a hundred carats in my necklace
Look up in the sky, and tell me what you see (the clouds)
Naw, nigga, not me (yeah)
I see opportunity, I'm an opportunist
Nigga ya heard what I said, I'm an opportunist (yeah)
Soft to hard, white to green (green)
All these free agents, ya better build your team (that's right)
I commentate the game like John Madden (yeah)
'Cause I played in the game like John Madden (ay)
The world is yours, and everything in it
It's out there, get on your grind and get it (ay)
Hands in the air (sky's the limit, nigga)
Hands in the air (yeah)
The world is yours and every bitch in it
It's out there, get on your grind and get it (ay)
Hands in the air (sky's the limit, nigga)
Hands in the air (yeah)
You can do anything you put your mind to put your grind to
Nigga, must I remind you (yeah)
Men do what they want, boys do what they can
And it ain't no secret, I'm a grown ass man (yeah)
Put my hands on the Bible and I solemnly swear (swear)
Leave the mall with more shoes than I could possibly wear (damn)
Nigga, still hatin', but they can kiss my ass
Still get a hall on when I count that cash (yup)
I give 'em the squares, he give me the bags (ha-ha)
I give 'em the squares, he give me the cash (yeah)
And that's what the fuck ya call a even exchange
And if there's anything extra you can keep the change (yeah)
The world is yours, and everything in it
It's out there, get on your grind and get it (ay)
Hands in the air (sky's the limit, nigga)
Hands in the air (yeah)
The world is yours and every bitch in it
It's out there, get on your grind and get it (ay)
Hands in the air (sky's the limit, nigga)
Hands in the air (yeah)
Grind sun down 'til it comes up again
Stay down 'til we come back up again (yeah)