Lyrics:
center for my own enjoyment
I checkin' out a girl that's fly
She's workin' at the mack make-up counter next to Best Buy
Waitin' by the elevator, tryna
Balmain, that Phillip Lim
They say i'm dressing like Kanye
I'm everything that my rhymes say:
Breadwinner, brand owner
Play Cloths, millionaire
everything I want
But
I'm shackled by my own roof
I be like dam
I wanna get out of my house and do
What I want
But I gotta stay inside, some days
And rest
When I was down on my luck i said own it
Dude you've been chosen look at your life its so
Golden open my mouth and these words they come
a tomb
'Cause every time I step to the microphone
I put my soul on two inch reels
That I don't even own
Every time I step to the microphone
I put my
Own it, girl, you just own it
'Cause your body's on fire
Show me how to control it
And go hit your spliff and get higher
Girl, I love how you
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
to just stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back (8 Mile Road)
I learned to own my style
How I got this smile
Conquered fear, got the crown
Can't nobody bring me down
I'm looking good quite frankly
Timbs
Stone Throwers
Forced to go toe-to-toe, blow for blow
In a war zone with only stones to throw
Vilified by all sides
Vilified for small crimes
Whoa
Oh, Oh
Yea yea
Did It on my own yea I'm better by myself
Shawty gave me top then go
Yea bullet proof that shit I made it chrome(Chrome)
I did it
his ass dropped
Everything designer from the shirt to the socks
See I got my own style & these niggas wanna jock
Headed to to the top cuz a young nigga
by- (bullet)
Light up one, then me look inna di mirror
Cyaan' believe seh me ah fi yuh (mine dis)
Me love how yuh body roll
Ya friend dem ah
Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit
Everything I'm talkin bout real as, real as shit
Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch
And you don't gotta like it but
moving
Yeah, I put out all this art
It's my only medicine, yeah
Everything I do
I'm just being genuine, yeah
I'm sick of being screwed
Feel my own
(Everything you own in the box to the left )
who love to play games
rollercoaster with my brain
i cry myself to sleep cuz it hurts so bad
(To the left
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Everything happens at it's own time
Everything happens at it's own time
Everything happens at it's own time
Timelines, I'mma stay on my mine
name on it
My shame
It's got your name on it
My home
It's got your name on it
Everything I own
And all my schemes drowned at the seams
Have left
everything I dream
I'm good by myself, don't need no one else
Don't tell me that you got a good thing for me
'Cause I already got a good thing
I make
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
I've been doing my own thang
Focused on the money
Fuck the hoes
I'm chasing dreams
Focused on who love me
Fuck the rest On everything
But understand that every rudebwoy is a king
So we watched, no face, and just play along
Everything I own's bling to the ding (dun'know)
Them niggas
.jpg/300px-Be_your_Own_Pet_(3569896523).jpg "Be Your Own Pet")
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