paroles de chanson own shit - Marc

Let me tell y'all something right quick
I been on my own shit
I just wanna own shit
Bitches think they worth it like a motherfuckin' rolex
But bitches ain't shit they don't ever show the whole tit
Say they want the d but they don't ever mouth the whole thing
Sendin' me pictures they be teasin' me no string
I don't even try cuz' I only want a cold fling
When shit go down they be askin' for a whole ring
I don't even know why they be actin' wild
Hit my phone up "do u got the time?"
What you doin' now? Do u want the slice?
Turn up once then they ask me to stay the night
I got no fuckin' time for no switch up though
She on her knees but it ain't cuz' she proposin' no
The sounds that she make go the highest fuckin' decibels
I ain't sayin' shit all I'm sayin's you a fuckin' hoe
Try to act holy like a beehive, they keep on forcin' me to be nice
Got me thinkin' twice, even got me wearin' levis
What a waste of time cuz' I'm only here for these nights
You only live once that's what they say
She died three times when I ate hay
I hope he fails that's what they pray
Been waitin' so goddamn long for my payday
But
You know that I'm back now
King sized bed with the lights out
Partyin' with me it's about to be a packed house
Spotify money yo lemme see the cash out
This project boutta be lit
Fuck anybody who doubted the kid
That this year is mine, hol up chill for a bit

Ayo
Think it's my turn now right?
You already know what's about to go down
I just wanna do my own thing
Not tryna get attached, got no strings
People I know used to doubt me
But now I'm going up they be claiming that we homies
Got no time to deal with these fake fucks
Messed up, fuckers need to get their face stuffed
You a clown, why you make yourself look silly
Imma dance on your grave when I hit you with that milly
Rock with my crew, poppin' in the block
Boutta rock 'em, better sock 'em, like a robot
Hit and run on the beat, leave em dead like Tupac
Boutta enter 2020 with a bang, bang
Can't sit with us unless you're with the gang, gang
Flows blow straight til you get a migraine
Cuz a dude like me is insane in the membrane
Lemme switch it up
Ever since I was a kid, I be livin' how I get it
I be stressin' academics, but i really wanted was the music
And to use it, for amusement, ugh
Getting fluent and improving ugh
But I'm preaching like a priest and,
I be spittin verses, like a sermon in church, (did u get it?)
Filled by the spirit but I speak like a nuisance
Been beat down, but I rose like a phoenix
I'm different but I'm not a mutant
Can't diffuse me cuz i feel like I'm a ticking time bomb
Take a couple of bars just to make me blow up
But that's it for now, lemme sip my tea
Just wanna do my own thing and rest in peace