Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire Fah-fah, fah-fah-fah, fah-fah, fah
Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire It's a vibe, do your dance, let 'em watch She a fan, he a flop, they just wanna kumbaya, nah
In this world, concrete flowers grow Heartache, she only doin' what she know Weekends, get it poppin' on the low Better days comin' for sure If this world were- If it was up to me I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything I just wanna see you win, wanna see If this world were mine
It go in (when you), out (ride it), do it real slow (slide) Baby, you a star, strike, pose When I'm (when you), with you (with me), everything goes (slow) Come and (put that), put that (on my), on my (titi), soul (soul) 'Rari (red), crown (stack), wrist (stay), froze (really) Drip (tell me), pound (if you), on the way home (love me)
In this world, concrete flowers grow Heartache, she only doin' what she know Weekends, get it poppin' on the low Better days comin' for sure If this world were- If it was up to me I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything I just wanna see you win, wanna see If this world were mine
I can't lie, I trust you, I love you, I won't waste your time I turn it off just so I can turn you on I'ma make you say it loud I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out I might even settle down for you, I'ma show you I'm a pro I'ma take my time and turn it off, just so I can turn you on, baby Weekends, get it poppin' on the low Better days comin' for sure (I know you're comin', I know you're comin' for)