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letra de worldwide - littleton

[intro: dixie]
call me king of the world, i’m going n0ble, going global
got the oyster, the pearl inside my palms, sweating opal
all my phones stay mobile, circle of friends, no ovals
i cut gems like you off before they go postal

[verse 1a: parks]
word spread all ’round the ozone, they even f-ck with the promos
i brought the smoke in a boatload, like i ain’t got time for no photos
always tired like i owed em, but i’m too tired of all the owners
sh-t ain’t changed since diplomas

[verse 1b: dixie]
but sh-t done changed since the ‘rona
i’m not a poster child, i’m a post on the net
“you’re too vocal child”, well, i don’t need your respect
“you’re supposed to smile”, i’m happier to neglect
you lost me with that dial up, how you expect to connect

[verse 1c: dan]
i checked the pipe and the light, it looks like we’re still in cycle
he told me hold on tight, but man, i ain’t your disciple
looks like you’re lost in your tidal wave, again acting primal
don’t forget the aftershave when you’re cut and misbehave

[hook: parks]
we might go worldwide, i been waiting for this sh-t
never slow, no time, got me looking at my wrist
i don’t go outside, unless i pull up with the fit
she don’t show no signs, i stopped messing with that b-tch
we might go worldwide, i been waiting for this sh-t
never slow, no time, got me looking at my wrist
i don’t go outside, unless i pull up with the fit
she don’t show no signs, i stopped messing with that

[bridge: seba]
worldwide, worldwide, i don’t ?, f-ck the fame
worldwide, worldwide, try and get rid of the pain
worldwide, worldwide, i don’t ?, f-ck the fame
worldwide, worldwide, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: seba]
what if i get famous but still don’t give a f-ck
what if i go worldwide but i still just wanna die, yeah
pressure on my chest, yeah, pressure on my mind, yeah
tryna beat my demons, but my demons make me shine, yeah

we’re stars in the sky but we’re still on war
yeah, fighting about numbers, got a lot of work
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck
yeah, open up your eyes, let inside the love

[verse 3: dixie]
this is the flow that’s going around the globe
listen how that beat go, then bring it home like depot
swear i got the cheat code like, up up, down down
left right, left right, can’t stop no red light, red light, uh
said what i said, aight? the temperature alaska
i catch a flight, spit cold airlines like rappers do
for all of these factors to blow up like reactors do
leaving radiation everywhere that we passing through

the goal is going from postcards to passports
not sure what to pack for, my baggage claims that i’m worn
down leave my back sore, f-ck it i ignore
i got things more important, can’t afford detours

like a spider with google fiber, my web is worlds wider
we break down dividers and set em on fire
we reach for the sky and keep reaching for higher and higher till we retire
we keep shining, keep it brighter and brighter, so don’t get tired homie

we might go worldwide, i been waiting for this sh-t
never slow, no time, got me looking at my wrist
i don’t go outside, unless i pull up with the fit
she don’t show no signs, i stopped messing with that

- littleton

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