[Intro]
Get it, get it, get it, get it, aye

[Verse 1]
I'm back and ready for it, flowing aqua out the door and
I'm at the fountain throwing pennies for it, real emotion
That's how it's going, blowing vapors out the porch
And I been heavy smoking, looking for my soul
Guess it's already stolen
Got me a clip and I emptied it on a wooden target
But in my vision, I'm dumping the mag on all my trauma
I saw a vision of me moving past the petty drama
I saw a version of me smiling like I'm Mrs. Jana
I missed the karma, huh, it's prolly coming for me
I aired my laundry, now it's looking awful sunny for me
I'm arm-chairing on some strings and a soul sample
I been an artist and it's crazy 'cause I never planned to
I guess it struck me like an iron blade upon an anvil
I tend to sit and dwell in silence when I'm getting bad news
Then turn the trauma into lyrics that I pen the track to
God was giving me His toughest fights, I'm like "I can do"

[Bridge]
So what took you out of your mind?
You know, the last time we spoke, man you was toeing the line
Well, I mean, I knew that I was on one
Had to buckle down and start thinking 'bout the long run
It couldn't be that bad forever
I needed to change, and it was now or never, so
Here I am, a changed man
Wow, well, you looking great, man
[Verse 2]
(One world, one world)
I hit my boy up like, "What's the sitch?"
I don't trust too many but the clique
Carving out a lane, only I fit the niche
'Cause I got the music that can scratch your itch, uh
Ah, I'm still alive, I kept my limbs inside of the ride
I coulda died ten times out of nine
I been depressed, I prefer being fine
Standing on the corner
Trying to get by, girl

[Verse 3]
(That must be a good world)
I been depressed, I prefer being fine
If there's trouble up ahead, I prefer it behind
I prefer peace of mind, I prefer the sublime
I'ma ride it out, whether it's a Bird or a Lime (wait, hol' up)
I'm in the gym 8 days a week
Counting hours in my head like I been saving sleep
I'm getting minutes on the hour, watching seconds on the clock
Every question that gets sounded, there's a second one to pop
I'm in Heaven when I'm staring at the lever when it knock
Heavy metal blaring when Garrett got drunk and got the rock
I be caring 'bout the problem if it's relevant or not
Then preparing for the fallout, now I'm pressuring to stop
[Verse 3]
Dang, I'm going insane
She got that pinky, she could take over the world with that brain
Phantom Express, I'm off that, riding the Soul Train
Fan of the dress, her curvature is blurring my frame, and that's hot
That's way realer than ShamWow
I ran up the crypto, we all know it's a scam now
I ran up my savings, cashed 'em out for my tattoos
Autograph my own pics, 'cause I know I'm that dude
Uh, a world where I finally love me
And stop comparing, putting everybody above me
That sound like a good world
Smiling as I watch my scroll unfurl (let's go)
Flexing with my body and my mind, I'm a young king
And I know I be tripping, Amerie, it's this one thing
But I'm workin' on it like Johnny Givez said
Shoes on my feet, and a crown on my head, a good world