Luyện nghe bài hát I Own It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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