Core the Ruler - Ours (feat. Gdot Markee)

Ours
This shit is ours!
Everything ours!

Uhh
Yea, yea
This right here the motion
Far as I'm concerned we come in pairs like the hostess
Server
You gone get the check before you notice
For certain
When Bill's in play get Brady, Armendola
Hold up
No psychosis, when I wrote thus
Don't dare assume
My words is bond with Dons
The mob would approve
My squad will riot, young wolves
Bruh howl at the moon
Ridin round in packs, ya snacks
Fuck round get consumed
If this shit tween us and you
We been grounded far to long, flying what we meant to do
Different cities, counting plenty, sliding coupe to coupe
I been dreaming of this day to long let it be true
Ohh
Sacrifice ohh I do
Sleepless nights on recluse
Plotting planning on the loot
Planting and a nigga grew
Guess its all in the roots
That Black Thought and this QuestLove
Shit how the fuck we gone lose
I'm just one man, we a whole band
Not a naan can stop the tune
When its ours

Nothing excluded i mean everything ours
Even when i say its mines its on behalf of ours
I know that the time coming I jus count the hours
Sitting in the bed as she hoppin out the shower
Be the only time that a nigga throw the towel
I be on my grind till we sitting atop some towers
Then I grind harder, I'm thinking Rocket Power
Numbers astronomical gone need some more accountants

Boy I'm grinding
I'm all about ownership, I ain't owing shit
This for us and ours
We put in the hours
We ain't counting what they got
Its gone even out
We gon even odds
You can see it in our eyes
But any who like owls like my cash in color coded piles
Love to be organized
Never come short with mines
On point like a porcupine
When I import the pines
The fortress is fortified
Come in if you wanna die
Came a long way but I ain't never changed
Still yelling gang gang gang tho
Still with the same bro, get up in the way
Fuck around and hit you with the flame thrower
Mama always said I'll always be an angel
Sad to say I don't always wear my halo
Dirty dancing every damn day with El Diablo just to make a peso
Before I eat I bow my head and say my grace tho
When I wake up I throw my hands and give up praise tho
Before I go to sleep I say my prayers tho
I know my place tho
Because of God this is all ours

Nothing excluded i mean everything ours
Even when i say its mines its on behalf of ours
I know that the time coming I jus count the hours
Sitting in the bed as she hoppin out the shower
Be the only time that a nigga throw the towel
I be on my grind till we sitting atop some towers
Then I grind harder, I'm thinking Rocket Power
Numbers astronomical gone need some more accountants

Written by:
Cory Hopson

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