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Own My Block

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Intro

Yo... ring lights got me trapped, son Crib studio small, pressure weighing a ton One joint went stupid, now they want more every run Daily content slave, this game ain't fun

Verse 1

Small cramped crib, ring lights blinding my face Tripods posted up, tryna blow at my pace Viral one time, now the whole feed on my case 19 stressed out, running this content race Phone hot as hell, battery always on E Eyes burning red, can't even catch Z's Treating my life like a factory G Post after post, no peace for me

Pre-chorus

New joint just dropped. Numbers looking weak Support dipped quick. Streets went sleep

Chorus

Own my block! Cut the rent, no cap Stop leasing my time to these apps, straight facts Build my own lane, take the whole thing back Direct to my day ones, that's the real stack Own my block! Own my block! Cut the middleman, I own the drop Own my block!

Verse 2

Fresh track flopped bad. Feed dead silent now Backers dipped quick. Feeling mad foul Tempted to make it pop, get the buzz wild Sacrifice the brand for a quick crowd Thinking 'bout selling out for them likes to pile But deadass that road leave me stuck in denial Temporary high then back to ground zero style This game cold, moving way too reckless for a while

Pre-chorus

Numbers tanked hard. Everybody dipped out Temptation knocking. Almost lost my route

Chorus

Own my block! Cut the rent, no cap Stop leasing my time to these apps, straight facts Build my own lane, take the whole thing back Direct to my day ones, that's the real stack Own my block! Own my block! Cut the middleman, I own the drop Own my block!

Verse 3

Missed mad family dinners. Calls left on read Sleep? Don't know her, running on fumes instead Bonds crumbling slow cause I'm always in my head Speaking only metrics, real talk long dead Chasing scale broke me, left me drained instead Off camera life messed, hanging by thread Lost real connections for this clout bread Resilience shattered, tears unshed

Bridge

Phone slammed desk... loud thud in the dark Quiet room laughing at this young heart Rented all my attention, played my part Missed too much life, left my people scarred Fam faces fading. Time can't restart This whole model broken... time to flip the chart Deep in the dip... on bro I see it...

Verse 4

Audited my moves. These apps got me locked down tight Renting my wave, steady losing the fight No real ownership, just temporary hope Pivot right now, time to take full control Build my own lane, direct to the folks Own the distribution, end the old joke Long term leverage, heavy on the real My block my rules, that's the real cloak

Verse 5

Unplug from the daily grind, kill the rat race Architect my own ecosystem, set my pace Direct to fans, own my whole space 19 owning this, outchea flexing mad Owning my block the ultimate flex outchea Audit your game son, don't fall for the snare Build compounding moves over short term glare Sovereign from the trenches, breathing rare air

Chorus

Own my block! Cut the rent, no cap Stop leasing my time to these apps, straight facts Build my own lane, take the whole thing back Direct to my day ones, that's the real stack Own my block! Own my block! Cut the middleman, I own the drop Own my block!

Outro

Own my block now. Whole empire rising No more renting time. Full control I'm sizing Direct link strong. Future mad surprising Youngin owning... wave I'm riding

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01 / The opening
Yo... ring lights got me trapped, son Crib studio small, pressure weighing a ton
02 / A returning thought
New joint just dropped. Numbers looking weak Support dipped quick. Streets went sleep
03 / The last image
Own my block now. Whole empire rising No more renting time. Full control I'm sizing

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