I Own It

Ah ah feel me, let go
I gotta tell you a story bout a coming of age
Feels like I push you, how I break the years
There, the back of days
They stick too me, I got maganet ways
Been a whole lot of treatment going on
I bring light to the shade
It's kind of personal and partially bigger
Personally your smiling like it's a joke
But, I ain't really down, for all the funny business
Make you feel it I'm the realist
An the realist, it's confusing take a minute
You'll get it, its fine
Trying, but me under pressure, it's facts
Love pressure look what happens
When I start pressing em' back
I made friends wit a roche and a rat
To get the inside scoop
Girl you can honestly move like that
Cause you, only want to get juded
On what you fail to began, so I throw jabs at the door
You easy wantin on a bell to ring
Before heaven i go through hell for things
I'm scarface, you can't take nuttin in this world from me

(Course)
Cause I own it, (Whew)
I ain't come to break your angel
Baby it's a shame you want be here in the morning
(Un uhh)
You want be here in the

(Uhh)
You want be here in the
No, no, no
Take me out, I'm sit and count figures
For now lose your mind trying to figure me out
It's just a surface, put in work
And run circles, to the floor
An 3 just more, just to be sure
I guess it ain't nobody, see what you wear
They want to throw me in jail
Where in there eyes, they tippin the scale
Don't hate at all, but they love when you fail

Beneficial, and for everyone I left behind don't really miss ya
Took the track like a motion picture
I guess time move fast, when everything is slow motion wit ya
I ain't coming here to ask for permission
Take that, and we live for the love and the money
Make dat, it's a world going on outside
Trying to keep you alive you won't survive
Trying to play both sides
Do what you do just don't kill my vibe
Had to open my eyes so when I make it to the other side

(Course)
I-I own it
I ain't come to break your angel
Baby it's a shame
You wont be here in the morning
(Un uhh)
You wont be here in the
(Naw)
You want be her in the
No, no, no
Cause I own it (Come on)
I ain't come to break you angel
Baby it's a shame you want be here in the morning

(Naw)
You won't be in the
(Uh)
You won't be here in the
No, no
Now take me back to the days, When I ain't understand nothin
When I could tell a world in advance to man coming
I come from darker streets, hard decreeps
Cops ran cross the street to sleep hard to sleep
This ain't politically correct, but I came to make this house a home
I dropped boms you casting stones
You must be blinded by the light but you perfect
Got you thinking you won
Throwing your fame don't get stuck in this moment

(Course)
I own it (oh yea)
I anti come to break your angel
Baby it's a shame you won't be here in the morning
(Naw)
You won't be here in the

(Uh)
You won't be here in the
No, no, no