Show the World by Boosie & Webbie (2025)

I just wanna show the world
That I really do this shit
That I really make quality street music, know what I'm talking 'bout
And it ain't no mistake that I'm this good
I just done seen seen a lot, you know what I'm talking 'bout

We gon' show the world
The definition of real shit, my brother

You gotta feel it, lil' hustler
We gon' show the world
The definition of real shit, my nigga
You gotta feel it, lil' nigga

I got my own voice, sing my own hooks
Fresh fade, nice smile, got my own look
I just like to make people happy
Four kids, I just like being a good daddy
But I'm a gangsta and I rock shows
A people person, so you know Lil Boosie got hoes
Damn, hoes, that's a figure of speech
Get a lotta shit like that when you listen to me
As for my fans, I love y'all
Straight up, y'all a part of me, so when they hate, they hate us
Money keep a nigga going to better things
Mane, I take it to the bank, I don't make it rain
But I'm fly like Weezy
Plus, the hood niggas, man, they believe me like Jeezy
And I just like to have a good time
Hit the yo, smoke one, and put my life in my rhymes

We gon' show the world
The definition of real shit, my brother
You gotta feel it, lil' hustler
We gon' show the world
The definition of real shit, my nigga
You gotta feel it, lil' nigga

Father, forgive me, I was raised on some real shit
So I can't sugarcoat shit, not a lil' bit
Inside, I'm sad 'bout my dad
Since I lost my grams, ain't been giving a damn
But I still hold my head high, and sometimes I cry
But when I cry, mane, I don't know why
I feel trapped to be a superstar
A hundred thousand worth of jewelry to end it
And I spend it, with no problem
You don't like Badazz, then that's your problem
M.O.B., wouldn't give a damn if the hoes holla
Love cars, love broads, with a passion
I ain't never have shit, so I'm flashy
I work hard, go and get it on the road
Seven month run, 750 off of shows, get it?
I'm hood rich, still smoking that good shit
Still got the same hood clique, straight up

We gon' show the world
The definition of real shit, my brother
You gotta feel it, lil' hustler
We gon' show the world
The definition of real shit, my nigga
You gotta feel it, lil' nigga

I told my teacher to her eyes, I'ma make it there
She ain't even look surprised, gave me another F
Or a fucking D, happy you got a C
Fuck the world, babay whatever you wanna be
Ain't nothing like a strong mind and some confidence
Whenever you step outta line, it's a consequence
We all overseas, we puffing weed
We'll make you niggas bleed, yes in-fucking-deed
747, yelling 747
On the real, we gotta be a couple miles from heaven
The world tried to pull us down, but we ain't fucking let it
I woulda did some of it different, but I don't regret it
That's one thing about me, though, I never been a quitter
That seizure shit, crazy, shout out to the hospital
Rest in peace, ma, I'ma be on TV
Young Savage, Sweet Jones, Trill Family

We gon' show the world
The definition of real shit, my brother
You gotta feel it, lil' hustler
We gon' show the world

The definition of real shit, my nigga
You gotta feel it, lil' nigga

In the song "Show Da World" by Boosie and Webbie, the artists express their desire to showcase their talent and prove to the world that they are capable of making quality street music. They assert that they have witnessed a lot in their lives and their experiences have made them who they are today. They are determined to show the world what real music is all about and they urge their listeners to feel their passion.

Throughout the song, they talk about their personal lives and experiences. Boosie describes himself as a gangster who loves his fans and is a people person. He mentions his four children and how he enjoys being a good daddy. He also acknowledges his influence among men in the hood and how they believe in him like Jeezy. On the other hand, Webbie talks about how he was raised on real stuff, which explains his straightforwardness and transparency when it comes to expressing his thoughts and feelings. He also expresses his love for music, cars, and women.

Overall, the song "Show Da World" is a celebration of the artists' lives and their success. They are unapologetic about their past and are grateful for their present. They invite their listeners to be part of their journey and feel their passion for music.

I just wanna show the world
I want to prove to everyone that I'm good at making street music

That I really do this shit
I'm not just pretending, I'm really talented

That I really make quality street music, know what I'm talking 'bout
I make really good street music

And it ain't no mistake that I'm this good
I worked hard to get this good

I just done seen seen a lot, you know what I'm talking 'bout
I've had a lot of experiences that have helped me become the artist I am now

We gon' show the world
We're going to prove to everyone

The definition of real shit, my brother
What real street music is all about

You gotta feel it, lil' hustler
You have to understand the vibe and feel of the music

I got my own voice, sing my own hooks
I have my own style and I write my own choruses

Fresh fade, nice smile, got my own look
My appearance is unique and recognizable

I just like to make people happy
I enjoy creating music that brings joy to others

Four kids, I just like being a good daddy
I have children and being a good father is important to me

But I'm a gangsta and I rock shows
I'm a gangsta but I still put on a great performance

A people person, so you know Lil Boosie got hoes
I'm social and popular with women

Damn, hoes, that's a figure of speech
When I say 'hoes' it doesn't necessarily mean women

Get a lotta shit like that when you listen to me
People often misinterpret my lyrics and slang

As for my fans, I love y'all
I have a lot of love and appreciation for my fans

Straight up, y'all a part of me, so when they hate, they hate us
My fans are like family, so when people hate on me, they're also hating on my fans

Money keep a nigga going to better things
Money helps me improve my life and career

Mane, I take it to the bank, I don't make it rain
I save my money instead of spending it recklessly

But I'm fly like Weezy
I'm stylish and cool like Lil Wayne

Plus, the hood niggas, man, they believe me like Jeezy
People from my neighborhood believe in me like they believe in Young Jeezy

And I just like to have a good time
I enjoy having fun and living life to the fullest

Hit the yo, smoke one, and put my life in my rhymes
I smoke marijuana and use my life experiences to write my lyrics

Father, forgive me, I was raised on some real shit
I was brought up in a tough environment, so forgive me if I come across as too real

So I can't sugarcoat shit, not a lil' bit
I can't pretend that everything is fine when it's not

Inside, I'm sad 'bout my dad
I'm hurting on the inside because I miss my dad

Since I lost my grams, ain't been giving a damn
Ever since my grandma passed away, I stopped caring about things as much

But I still hold my head high, and sometimes I cry
I try to stay strong, but sometimes I get emotional

But when I cry, mane, I don't know why
I'm not always sure why I'm crying

I feel trapped to be a superstar
Sometimes being a famous artist feels like a burden

A hundred thousand worth of jewelry to end it
I spend a lot of money on jewelry as a way to cope with the pressure of fame

And I spend it, with no problem
I have no trouble spending money on expensive things

You don't like Badazz, then that's your problem
If you don't like my music, that's your issue

M.O.B., wouldn't give a damn if the hoes holla
I only care about 'money over bitches', not women's attention

Love cars, love broads, with a passion
I have a strong love for cars and women

I ain't never have shit, so I'm flashy
I didn't have much growing up, so now I like to show off what I have

I work hard, go and get it on the road
I put a lot of effort into touring and performing

Seven month run, 750 off of shows, get it?
I made $750,000 from touring for 7 months, do you understand?

I'm hood rich, still smoking that good shit
I may be rich now, but I still smoke high-quality marijuana

Still got the same hood clique, straight up
I still have the same close group of friends from my neighborhood

I told my teacher to her eyes, I'ma make it there
I promised my teacher that I would become successful

She ain't even look surprised, gave me another F
My teacher didn't think I would succeed, so she gave me a failing grade

Or a fucking D, happy you got a C
She would have been happy if I got a passing grade, but I didn't even get that

Fuck the world, babay whatever you wanna be
I don't care what anyone else thinks or says, you can be whoever you want

Ain't nothing like a strong mind and some confidence
Having a strong mindset and confidence is important

Whenever you step outta line, it's a consequence
If you do something wrong, there will be consequences

We all overseas, we puffing weed
We're all smoking weed and traveling overseas

We'll make you niggas bleed, yes in-fucking-deed
We can hurt people if we need to

747, yelling 747
We're flying in a Boeing 747

On the real, we gotta be a couple miles from heaven
We're flying so high, it feels like we're close to heaven

The world tried to pull us down, but we ain't fucking let it
Despite all the challenges we face, we still persevere

I woulda did some of it different, but I don't regret it
I have some regrets, but I still stand by my decisions

That's one thing about me, though, I never been a quitter
I always persevere and never give up

That seizure shit, crazy, shout out to the hospital
I had a seizure and I'm grateful to the hospital for their help

Rest in peace, ma, I'ma be on TV
My mom passed away, but I will continue to pursue my career and make her proud

Young Savage, Sweet Jones, Trill Family
These are my nicknames and represent my identity and my crew