Seagram - If the World Was Mine lyrics

This song is in memory Of my brothers Keith and [Name] Miller [ VERSE 1 ] If I could go back and change things that I done I stole all my life and the pain that I brung To my mama all the drama livin kamikaze All I wanted to do is make you happy and be somebody That you could be proud of, that you could speak loud of I love you for bein there and helpin me get out of The scene, cream on the triple beam, B-12 to swell it I used a sack and didn't sell it Tryin to ball but I always seemed to fall But you was there to visit me every Sunday in the hall But everytime I got out I was back on the block Havin a sack and a Glock with a stack and a spot You used to tell me what comes fast goes fast But I thought it would last cause of the cash Ski mask came in the picture when we got richer Now instead of gettin paid I'm diggin graves for my n***as Now what you told me comes to mind My life's a struggle, mom, but if the world was mine.. [ Chorus: female singer ] If the world was mine (If this world was mine) The world was mine If the world was mine (I'd do everything) I'd give you everything [ VERSE 2 ] Now my mama sees signs of depression See, I'm stressin, now she's asking questions About my homies who I buried, the new obituaries Late night rides and the .45 that I carry "Hurry and leave the game, son" is what she tell me But I can't run, mama, I need therapy It's tearin me to see all my dead amigos I never thought my future would be in kilos $100'000 a week, I make it I try to buy you things, but you never wanna take it You say you won't be a part of my blood money Call me a thug and a dummy This may sound funny, but it's all for you Everything I do, I know you miss daddy That's why I'm tryin to make you happy Every day you tell me pray and ask the Lord for forgiveness For my sickness I try to get on my knees, but I can't at this time Cause you don't understand my struggles, mom If the world was mine.. [ Chorus ] [ VERSE 3 ] Troubled water seem to calm as the water settle Now I'm livin fine sippin wine served by the devil And my level of hustlin has increased From $100'000 a week to controllin the East Side O Mom says I reap what I sow But I feel like a giant, so fee-fi-fo- Fum, I'm runnin the slums with d** and lead I need to quit while I'm ahead, she says But the drug trade's a broke remedy Now I got slugs for my guage for my enemies Tendencies of a hustler doomed for d**h Can't seem to make mama happy, so I'm goin for self Goin for wealth, I done done it Caught slippin at a light and bullets rattled my 500 Try to mash, but I crash into a stop sign Sorry, mama, for the pain, I thought the world was mine [ Chorus ] Thought the world was mine