Chords for Ransom - The World Is Yours (New Official Audio) (This Life Made Me EP)

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Ransom - The World Is Yours (New Official Audio) (This Life Made Me EP) chords
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[B] It's no surprise that I can't relate to your rap [Bbm] fables
Got biblical with [B] this cane cause nigga I'm that able
Addictions [Db] of black [Ebm] angels, nobody dealing tracks stable
I [B] went from meeting tables, scraps to beating crap tables
Waiters bringing me black label, the money why did that [Bbm] change you?
Squares in your circle [B] if you looking at it from that angle
Every rat [Db] in that trap [Ebm] mangled, the world is yours if you deserve it all
We just [B] trying to swerve the law recruiting more shooters for every murder saw
Dirty stairs to all of them prosecutors do not pursue us
Block maneuver, niggas who shot [Db] intruders, they hopped in [Bb] Ubers
We're not in town to try to cop some [B] Ruger, we got a lot to lose
Some southern niggas trying to chop us through us
Acquire more [Bbm] bread, owners in this league that [B] fire off lead
Leave you MIA like [Db] Brian Flores, [Ebm] we don't send shots we send warheads
[B] Damn is the gravel, judge with his hand on the gavel, fuck what the court says
The world is [Bbm] yours, that's what it read in [B] the sky
Too many friends in the skies, [Db] Manny and Tony [Ebm] vibes
The world is yours, those [B] was the words on that blimp
I look superb in this mink, we rich in this only [Ebm] ride
The world is [Bbm] yours, we bribe judges [B] and crooked lawyers
Who won't even know that they [Db] looking for you [Ebm] cause the
The world is yours, [B] legit businesses, alibis but no witnesses
Stratageos with some [Ebm] viciousness
Read em right niggas with nothing left to [B] lose
It's best to choose what side you on [Db] when you stretch the [Ebm] rules
I respect your views but [Bbm] detectives trying to inspect for [B] clues
So I'm praying over my prey, that's how I'm gon' bless the food
You don't check the news, [Bbm] we infamous, don't you mention [B] shit
The tension thick, wiping off bullets is [Db] how we censor [Ebm] clips
We don't do the clubs, you make it rain, [B] we gon' drench the bitch
I'd rather take my wife on expensive trips than we send some pics
Au revoir to niggas [Bbm] who caught a charge in the court of [B] law
Overseas farewells to the many [Db] cases I fought [Ebm] abroad
We ain't in the same class, we [B] ain't gotta talk at all
You pull up kinda lame fast, go ahead and walk it off
How long does the pain [Bbm] last, especially when you lost a [B] war?
How you gon' win it if [Db] you ain't lost it [Ebm] all?
Our fathers raised by Esco and [B] Sean Carter
Song martyr, terminate in the past like I'm John Connor 1
The world is [Bbm] yours, that's what it read in [B] the sky
Too many friends in disguise, [Db] Manny and Tony [Ebm] vibes
The world is yours, [B] those was the words on that blimp
I look superb in this mink, we rich in this only [Ebm] rhyme
The world is [Bbm] yours, we bribe judges [B] and crooked lawyers
Who won't even know that they [Db] looking for you
[Ebm] Cause the world is yours, legit [B] businesses
Alibis with no witnesses, strategize with some [Ebm] viciousness
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_ _ [B] _ _ It's no surprise that I can't relate to your rap [Bbm] fables
Got biblical with [B] this cane cause nigga I'm that able
Addictions [Db] of black [Ebm] angels, nobody dealing tracks stable
I [B] went from meeting tables, scraps to beating crap tables
Waiters bringing me black label, the money why did that [Bbm] change you?
Squares in your circle [B] if you looking at it from that angle
Every rat [Db] in that trap [Ebm] mangled, the world is yours if you deserve it all
We just [B] trying to swerve the law recruiting more shooters for every murder saw
Dirty stairs to all of them prosecutors do not pursue us
Block maneuver, niggas who shot [Db] intruders, they hopped in [Bb] Ubers
We're not in town to try to cop some [B] Ruger, we got a lot to lose
Some southern niggas trying to chop us through us
Acquire more [Bbm] bread, owners in this league that [B] fire off lead
Leave you MIA like [Db] Brian Flores, [Ebm] we don't send shots we send warheads
[B] Damn is the gravel, judge with his hand on the gavel, fuck what the court says
The world is [Bbm] yours, that's what it read in [B] the sky
Too many friends in the skies, [Db] Manny and Tony [Ebm] vibes
The world is yours, those [B] was the words on that blimp
I look superb in this mink, we rich in this only [Ebm] ride
The world is [Bbm] yours, we bribe judges [B] and crooked lawyers
Who won't even know that they [Db] looking for you [Ebm] cause the
The world is yours, [B] legit businesses, alibis but no witnesses
Stratageos with some [Ebm] viciousness
Read em right niggas with nothing left to [B] lose
It's best to choose what side you on [Db] when you stretch the [Ebm] rules
I respect your views but [Bbm] detectives trying to inspect for [B] clues
So I'm praying over my prey, that's how I'm gon' bless the food
You don't check the news, [Bbm] we infamous, don't you mention [B] shit
The tension thick, wiping off bullets is [Db] how we censor [Ebm] clips
We don't do the clubs, you make it rain, [B] we gon' drench the bitch
I'd rather take my wife on expensive trips than we send some pics
Au revoir to niggas [Bbm] who caught a charge in the court of [B] law
Overseas farewells to the many [Db] cases I fought [Ebm] abroad
We ain't in the same class, we [B] ain't gotta talk at all
You pull up kinda lame fast, go ahead and walk it off
How long does the pain [Bbm] last, especially when you lost a [B] war?
How you gon' win it if [Db] you ain't lost it [Ebm] all?
Our fathers raised by Esco and [B] Sean Carter
Song martyr, terminate in the past like I'm John Connor 1
The world is [Bbm] yours, that's what it read in [B] the sky
Too many friends in disguise, [Db] Manny and Tony [Ebm] vibes
The world is yours, [B] those was the words on that blimp
I look superb in this mink, we rich in this only [Ebm] rhyme
The world is [Bbm] yours, we bribe judges [B] and crooked lawyers
Who won't even know that they [Db] looking for you
[Ebm] Cause the world is yours, legit [B] businesses
Alibis with no witnesses, strategize with some [Ebm] viciousness
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