We Own It (Remix)

[Hook: Niykee Heaton] One shot, everything rides on tonight Even if I've got three strikes I'mma go for it This moment, we own it And I'm not to be played with Because it can get dangerous See these people I ride with This moment, we own it [Verse 1: Mike Posner] Now I just feel like I'm gonna win Whole mid-west side, that's my kin Beneath your beautiful that's my pen You trying to get dope but I just am I was born with it, did a tour with it Them overseas girls always give you more digits I've been blessed, I done went shore to shore with it Now trying to help a couple kids do more with it Got some plaques on the wall and I'm still dope I'm just trying to show the people that there's still hope You buy a album and we serve up a meal bro The label's like "That's gonna cost you a mill bro" So be it, God told me to And momma don't believe in that but I know it's true We came to spread a little love that's what we gonna do Finally Famous in the house that's the only crew [Hook] [Verse 2: T. Mills] I bought it, I own it You borrow, I loan it I got people rocking clothes with my fucking name on it She said "Milli do your thing" So I built a stage on it, now my bed rocking Rocking like one of my shows All she wearing is perfume, she love my cologne And I been waiting on my moment what feel like forever But the more I think about it shit it's probably better Cause I keep working, I keep grinding, I keep writing, I keep rhyming I'mma turn a single stone into a pile of diamonds I remember when I didn't have the funds to buy shit Holla if that's something that you can identify with But now I drop a grip on the jeans And now I drop your rent on some weed And now I'm making love on your sheets I'm in your worst nightmare and in your girlfriend's dreams Wake up, hello, tell me what you see I'm a skinny motherfucker like six foot three I said fuck a weight room, I was selling CD's Getting more pussy than the whole football team I was born in Riverside and I'm still that Yeah I heard your new shit and it's still wack Every time we get together you gonna feel that This summer and the next, I'mma kill that, Mills [Hook: Mike Posner & Niykee Heaton] [Verse 3: Sammy Adams] I got them wetter than a Vilbrequin youngest of the champions Beach house music, cue the dark pads and violins Clear glass out in Malibu with all my friends Me, Mike Pos, the Mills, and Niykee for the win I'm growing up I gotta buzz call it motivation Blowing up like iPhone push notifications Priceless if I had it back I wouldn't change a thing It's far from over so I tell the fat lady sing And she hitting the notes and I'm starting to feel Like I can't sit in coach cause I get fucking killed Oh, I own it, oh oh, I'm on it Cold like Winterfell I Game of Throne it Hold it, hold it, did anybody notice They all in the D now, Beantown we own it Shouts to the D.O. Beantown we roll it Yeah me and my Gs and we own it, yeah Sammy [Hook: Niykee Heaton] [Hook: Mike Posner]