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Jogger - World Is Ours (feat. John Connor) Lyrics



Jogger - World Is Ours (feat. John Connor) Lyrics
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Yeah, danger close, another perk that I be celebrating
They losing hope, the more the people see me resonating
They segregated, got em telling me they never hated
Better wait until you featherweights'll find some reparations UH
Bet I'm boutta move too quick
When they lookin' at me, and I be like who knew, bitch?
And I tell em I feel like another guru, kid
When I flew to, Honolulu, with this shit
Better drop, down
Robbin' all the f*ckin' cool kids
I'll make em break like a pool stick
Everyone on the wave, it's a cruise ship, like UH
I got bitches parked out front inside a Lamborghini
I don't even let no one extend a hand to meet me
Did one song, and everyone at school ran out to greet me
F*ck your spinach, I just opened up a can of seaweed UH
We breaking the silence
Everyone looking at me, like they needing some guidance
Got too much to say to be quiet
Technology bitches who probably write with a stylist
Won't level to pilot
Talked to your man, and he lie, like a manning who tryna be Giant
I never want money or glitter or diamonds
I carry the game like they call me Mariah
Read the signs
Pick a star
Realize who you are
This is called real life
Play your part
You cannot deny
The world is ours
Ooh! I run that back like I got allergies
Throw another bridge at me, I'll burn that shit like calories
No, no f*ck your batteries, the back of me is half asleep
Lay another beat, and watch me turn it to a casualty
Like who that? Who that?
Motherf*cker better move back, move back
Everybody wanna lead now, lead now
I ain't boutta follow you back, you back
I'm on that wave and envisioning everything, bitch I'm a prodigy, think I'm the lottery
Like I been blowing a mind, a lobotomy, life it been f*cking me over, like sodomy
Sick of that shit
Yeah, air 1s, I'm a f*cking soldier
Yeah, f*ck life up or it'll f*ck you over
Yeah, that bitch turning up cuz she don't love me sober
I can't deal with no more love, so trust me, when I shrug my shoulders UH
Sick of the payroll
What can I do for a peso?
I gotta lay low
Catch a body for a pave low
I'm pulling up and I'm getting attention without even trying
Fly like a griffin, you looking like Peter, I'm pissing on all of you bitches like Brian, sheesh!
Read the signs
Pick a star
Realize who you are
This is called real life
Play your part
You cannot deny
The world is ours
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Yeah, danger close, another perk that I be celebrating
They losing hope, the more the people see me resonating
They segregated, got em telling me they never hated
Better wait until you featherweights'll find some reparations UH
Bet I'm boutta move too quick
When they lookin' at me, and I be like who knew, bitch?
And I tell em I feel like another guru, kid
When I flew to, Honolulu, with this shit
Better drop, down
Robbin' all the f*ckin' cool kids
I'll make em break like a pool stick
Everyone on the wave, it's a cruise ship, like UH
I got bitches parked out front inside a Lamborghini
I don't even let no one extend a hand to meet me
Did one song, and everyone at school ran out to greet me
F*ck your spinach, I just opened up a can of seaweed UH
We breaking the silence
Everyone looking at me, like they needing some guidance
Got too much to say to be quiet
Technology bitches who probably write with a stylist
Won't level to pilot
Talked to your man, and he lie, like a manning who tryna be Giant
I never want money or glitter or diamonds
I carry the game like they call me Mariah
Read the signs
Pick a star
Realize who you are
This is called real life
Play your part
You cannot deny
The world is ours
Ooh! I run that back like I got allergies
Throw another bridge at me, I'll burn that shit like calories
No, no f*ck your batteries, the back of me is half asleep
Lay another beat, and watch me turn it to a casualty
Like who that? Who that?
Motherf*cker better move back, move back
Everybody wanna lead now, lead now
I ain't boutta follow you back, you back
I'm on that wave and envisioning everything, bitch I'm a prodigy, think I'm the lottery
Like I been blowing a mind, a lobotomy, life it been f*cking me over, like sodomy
Sick of that shit
Yeah, air 1s, I'm a f*cking soldier
Yeah, f*ck life up or it'll f*ck you over
Yeah, that bitch turning up cuz she don't love me sober
I can't deal with no more love, so trust me, when I shrug my shoulders UH
Sick of the payroll
What can I do for a peso?
I gotta lay low
Catch a body for a pave low
I'm pulling up and I'm getting attention without even trying
Fly like a griffin, you looking like Peter, I'm pissing on all of you bitches like Brian, sheesh!
Read the signs
Pick a star
Realize who you are
This is called real life
Play your part
You cannot deny
The world is ours
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Writer: John Tulloch, Jonathan Connor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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