Young Rock - Out of This World Lyrics

Young boy I'm self made
No 9 to 5 boy I'm self paid
I gotta stay humble remember the cloudy days
This ain't runts boy that shit laced
How a white boy got a big ole bank
New season Dolces I feel great
Can't eat Burger King got Ruth's Chris plates
And if time was money you've always been late (Yeah)

What you gone do with that lil ass pistol
Your chain don't hit think those fake crystals
I'm not like these other white boys I'm gifted
Rock Tom cruise bitch I'm on a mission
He don't want smoke, lil boy a chicken
Rari V8 start ignition
Platinum cookies got me lifted

Me and D3ucey was looking for plays
I went to your show you got booed off stage
In your hometown too dig a grave
I'm out of this world 25/8
Flipping through strips like they a page
I need caviar on my filet
I don't check prices swipe then pay

Money money money money
Gotta get guap baby I can not talk baby
She like my drip but I get that a lot baby
Hit design district u know ima shop baby (Yeah)
Hit design district u know ima shop baby
In 2014 I was smoking that broccoli
You can try but there is no stopping me

Young boy I'm self made
No 9 to 5 boy I'm self paid
I gotta stay humble remember the cloudy days
This ain't runts boy that shit laced
How a white boy got a big ole bank
New season Dolces I feel great
Can't eat Burger King got Ruth's Chris plates
And if time was money you've always been late (Yeah)

What you gone do with that lil ass pistol
Your chain don't hit think those fake crystals
I'm not like these other white boys I'm gifted
Rock Tom cruise bitch I'm on a mission
He don't want smoke that lil boy chicken
Rari V8 start ignition
Platinum cookies got me lifted