Own It
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
I'm my only competition I own it
I'm my only competition I own it
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Straight shooter I don't need a chaser
Never ask for permission just forgive me later
Don't need motivation prices are inflating
So I spend more time creating than I do debating
I still work hard like I have none
So when I walk in I need the bad ones
The difference from luxury and lavish
Once I get what I want then you can have it
Play the nice guy but really I'm a savage
Been the man never need a rite of passage
I just work hard move smarter, party harder
Hair cut on Sundays by my barber
Leave tough acts for the tough guys
But his girl don't believe him she just waved hi
I felt the vibe when we locked eyes
If I wanted now my waist could be a resting place for her thighs
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
I'm my only competition I own it
I'm my only competition I own it
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Own it like I got the masters bastards
From the window to the wall crack the frame and plaster
I'm a psycho on the mic oh when I spit they Casper
Mean they ghost if they close they gonna leak some plasma uh
Bite the tape off hand still swollen
Hundred punchlines straight Mans still golden
Hook to the body when it lands then I fold em
Face down in the strip club like I'm Odom
I come up when I'm ready
Your girlfriend dreaming that I cut like I'm Freddy
I'm about peace but the piece tucked heavy
If I was you I wouldn't want to beef Dr. Sebi
So how you wanna play it
This the coup de grace how you wanna say it
Kill shot still hot y'all can't touch it
Can't beat em' then join em' just bring your budget
Own it
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
I'm my only competition I own it
I'm my only competition I own it
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
I'm my only competition I own it
I'm my only competition I own it
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Straight shooter I don't need a chaser
Never ask for permission just forgive me later
Don't need motivation prices are inflating
So I spend more time creating than I do debating
I still work hard like I have none
So when I walk in I need the bad ones
The difference from luxury and lavish
Once I get what I want then you can have it
Play the nice guy but really I'm a savage
Been the man never need a rite of passage
I just work hard move smarter, party harder
Hair cut on Sundays by my barber
Leave tough acts for the tough guys
But his girl don't believe him she just waved hi
I felt the vibe when we locked eyes
If I wanted now my waist could be a resting place for her thighs
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
I'm my only competition I own it
I'm my only competition I own it
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Own it like I got the masters bastards
From the window to the wall crack the frame and plaster
I'm a psycho on the mic oh when I spit they Casper
Mean they ghost if they close they gonna leak some plasma uh
Bite the tape off hand still swollen
Hundred punchlines straight Mans still golden
Hook to the body when it lands then I fold em
Face down in the strip club like I'm Odom
I come up when I'm ready
Your girlfriend dreaming that I cut like I'm Freddy
I'm about peace but the piece tucked heavy
If I was you I wouldn't want to beef Dr. Sebi
So how you wanna play it
This the coup de grace how you wanna say it
Kill shot still hot y'all can't touch it
Can't beat em' then join em' just bring your budget
Own it
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
I'm my only competition I own it
I'm my only competition I own it
Come to think of it don't see any opponents
Dressed to kill RIP to the opponents
I don't have to steal the show I own it
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Evans, Erik G Fourte Roberts, Tyler Thompson
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