Luyện nghe bài hát I Own It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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