Released on August 30, 2016

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[Intro: Snoop Dogg sample]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Let's slow it down a lil' bit Whoo Kid


[Chorus: Tony Yayo]

We some worldwide niggas, cut the line in immigration

European time different

We some worldwide niggas, man we came from the bottom

Now we on some black rich shit

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide


[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Uh, your problem

It got me out the bottom, I'm designed to peak

Competition get a stomp, defeat

How can y'all compete?

Masterpiece for mansion, wrist for hire or your time is cheap

Pray the Lord your mind'll keep

Lose it right on survivor's street

Never turnin' back on this life

Hope I live twice

Traps all over let the weeps in, dodge it few times a night

You see the price we share the same goal, powerful minds alike

Success up under this got these bitches sour, few thousand fights

I leave the world while rappin'

I shake the ground, the girls collapsin'

Enterprise went international, fit me in foreign fashion

I just took the whip about 160, my commas laughin'

Gettin' money 'til the man come get me, I'm in traffic

Reputation dead on impact, I'm bombin' accurate

You gon' settle for the sum your smokin', I wanted that shit

Winning's always in the conversation, you goin' backwards

Never been no room for fuckin' up and ain't no passes


[Chorus: Tony Yayo]

We some worldwide niggas, cut the line in immigration

European time different

We some worldwide niggas, man we came from the bottom

Now we on some black rich shit

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide

Y'all niggas local, we worldwide


[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]

I guess they used to ordinary niggas, Derrick Fishers

Merry Christmas, it's a Kidd gift when I rap to every listeners

It's the story, born loser grew to be a winner

Microwave hot pocket for dinner

Pockets thinner

Now I can't fit shit up in 'em

Versace denim, Versace robe

My cousin used to beat my ass from stealin' all his clothes

Flashbacks gettin' laughed at by all these hoes

But I got somethin' for all of you haters

All of this paper

I hope you catch all of the vapors

Fuck all your favors

Am I my brother's keeper? Cain killed Abel

They say you can't eat, you gotta turn the table

Rest in peace Nate Dogg, y'all better lay low

Ferarris in the garage, pullin' hard since I was stable

Hey fuck the industry word to my brother Yayo

I'm an a-hole, if you say so

My paper's straight though