World In My Hands (Explicit)
Saba"World In My Hands (Explicit)" is a song by Saba, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:38 long and contains 87 lines and 721 words.
Lyrics
0:00World In My Hands (世界在我手中) (Explicit) - Saba/Smino/Legit
0:14The world in my hands the world in my hands
0:17The world in my hands the world in my hands
0:20The world in my hands the world in my hands
0:24The world in my hands the world in my hands
0:28The world in my palm like it's pomade
0:30Cheering like they got pom poms on
0:31And I document it put it on page
0:33Flipped it on 'em I swanton bombed
0:35And she say that she saw me on prime time
0:36Stock going up draft combine
0:38I don't wanna hear about the bullshit
0:40I could write a full book how you only keep it real sometimes
0:42Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like
0:44If I didn't try to take my whole life and put it in writing
0:47Put it on wax to play while you drive
0:49I was on the bus with it
0:51Just went to
0:51Manhattan on a bus ticket
0:52Yall still did everything but listen
0:54Now they tryna sign like a petition
0:55Submission how I got the game in a choke hold
0:58Knew my day would come it was foretold
0:59I've been focusing on keeping my balance
1:01Like I had a couple drinks in the cup holder
1:03I ain't worried bout your boys moving backwards
1:04Just the forward 3
1:06Man weave just the forwards
1:07Justified side by side juxtaposed jumping out just to show you the
1:10The world in my hands the world in my hands
1:13The world in my hands the world in my hands
1:17The world in my hands the world in my hands
1:20The world in my hands the world in my hands
1:24Look they trafficking they don't got crossing guards
1:26We hope to die we just cross our hearts
1:28Reader's digest I got food for thought
1:29From where they keep pack like they move a lot
1:31I was a diamond in the rough but rough was more literal
1:33Now I kill with the literary just drop it on 'em like litterers
1:36I just put my life in some literature like literally
1:39I can't hold it I feel all of it
1:41The police targeted like I'm shoppin'
1:44Want my albums posthumous no fraudulent
1:46Gas like flatulence hoe I feel fabulous
1:49I'm fathering all these styles I hit then they copy it
1:53You know I ain't worried 'bout
1:55Look how they react when I'm back home
1:57I could turn a trap to a castle to a castle
2:00In my vans mobbin' through
2:02France
2:03Got my name up on my jersey with the world in my hands
2:06The world in my hands the world in my hands
2:10The world in my hands the world in my hands
2:13The world in my hands the world in my hands
2:17The world in my hands the world in my hands
2:21Daydreamin' it's real when we wake up
2:24Gave my all but can't say I gave up
2:28They wonder what these dreams are made of
2:35My beautiful dark twisted fanta leaf
2:36Burn like the pain when you see me grow
2:38Yeah yeah it's that same old negro
2:40Crazy how now this w**d sh*t legal
2:42Bro mainpassion was the profit
2:44Got to moving trees like the breeze only two-piece default
2:46Judge slammed the gavel and he gone
2:47Good man need a lil' more tryna feed his people
2:49Screaming reparations 'till my respiration meet the expiration uh
2:52No ain't no rush lil' b**ch I got patience
2:54Doctor the blunt goddamn me I'm waiting
2:56With the wind in my hand ay grinning like damn
2:59Fresh linen lining flicking like teanna trump damn ay
3:03A town stomp f**k
3:04Trump chunk
3:05St. Lou taught me never front stunt
3:07Dave Mirra bring it bike on 'em
3:09They been feeling dead dripping life on 'em
3:10On your head turn to lice on 'em
3:12Come to bread need a high quota
3:13On a quest for my lil' niggas
3:15Gotta get 'em back turn the phife on 'em
3:18The world in my hands the world in my hands
3:20The world in my hands the world in my hands
3:24The world in my hands the world in my hands
3:27The world in my hands the world in my hands
3:32Daydreamin' it's real when we wake up
3:35Gave my all but can't say I gave up
3:38They wonder what these dreams are made of
World In My Hands (世界在我手中) (Explicit) - Saba/Smino/Legit The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my palm like it's pomade Cheering like they got pom poms on And I document it put it on page Flipped it on 'em I swanton bombed And she say that she saw me on prime time Stock going up draft combine I don't wanna hear about the bullshit I could write a full book how you only keep it real sometimes Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like If I didn't try to take my whole life and put it in writing Put it on wax to play while you drive I was on the bus with it Just went to Manhattan on a bus ticket Yall still did everything but listen Now they tryna sign like a petition Submission how I got the game in a choke hold Knew my day would come it was foretold I've been focusing on keeping my balance Like I had a couple drinks in the cup holder I ain't worried bout your boys moving backwards Just the forward 3 Man weave just the forwards Justified side by side juxtaposed jumping out just to show you the The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands Look they trafficking they don't got crossing guards We hope to die we just cross our hearts Reader's digest I got food for thought From where they keep pack like they move a lot I was a diamond in the rough but rough was more literal Now I kill with the literary just drop it on 'em like litterers I just put my life in some literature like literally I can't hold it I feel all of it The police targeted like I'm shoppin' Want my albums posthumous no fraudulent Gas like flatulence hoe I feel fabulous I'm fathering all these styles I hit then they copy it You know I ain't worried 'bout Look how they react when I'm back home I could turn a trap to a castle to a castle In my vans mobbin' through France Got my name up on my jersey with the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands Daydreamin' it's real when we wake up Gave my all but can't say I gave up They wonder what these dreams are made of My beautiful dark twisted fanta leaf Burn like the pain when you see me grow Yeah yeah it's that same old negro Crazy how now this w**d sh*t legal Bro mainpassion was the profit Got to moving trees like the breeze only two-piece default Judge slammed the gavel and he gone Good man need a lil' more tryna feed his people Screaming reparations 'till my respiration meet the expiration uh No ain't no rush lil' b**ch I got patience Doctor the blunt goddamn me I'm waiting With the wind in my hand ay grinning like damn Fresh linen lining flicking like teanna trump damn ay A town stomp f**k Trump chunk St. Lou taught me never front stunt Dave Mirra bring it bike on 'em They been feeling dead dripping life on 'em On your head turn to lice on 'em Come to bread need a high quota On a quest for my lil' niggas Gotta get 'em back turn the phife on 'em The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands The world in my hands the world in my hands Daydreamin' it's real when we wake up Gave my all but can't say I gave up They wonder what these dreams are made of
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