Murs - Owner$hip lyrics

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Murs - Owner$hip lyrics

[Produced By Curtiss King] [Hook] All my house, don't own a gun Two kids, my only sons I got my own money, you ain't the only one I'm on my grown man sh**, and I'm on one Ownership, you ain't on this sh** Ownership, that's why you on my dick Ownership, you ain't on this sh** Ownership, yeah I own this sh** [Verse 1] I made a million dollars selling 5 dollar tapes You n***as had to sell your soul just to get a play Underground king and an all-time great Humble cause I wouldn't be sh** without my fan base A four door Volvo, late model under bucket, learned that from 4 O 500 dollar backpack holding three racks Drop it at the diamond store, the homies told me keep that These n***as think I'm broke though Dirty a** vans and a can of four loco I don't do j**elry or videos with broke hoes This 2014, what the f** you selling dope for? [Hook] [Bridge] Atlantic, Universal, n***a I don't give a f** Interscope, Warner Brothers, all of y'all are getting f**ed Corporations raping you, better get your paper Bullsh** walking money, talk my n***a, you ain't saying much [Verse 2] In Italy the homies told me f** [?] Free p**y ride, while we at it we should k** Kony In the Chi, there was 45 homicides And that's just January, god bless the south side I still got to give back, hundred million dollars and you still ain't did that Poverty is still a problem where you used to live at Turkey giveaways on holidays can't fix that I still put my chips up, certified goonie on a mission for the rich stuff I'm long money, little dude, you's a quick buck Wealth is a dead spirit, so eternally I'm [?] up [Hook + Bridge]