conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Own It with the following description: Track #5 from Nothing Was the Same serves as a follow-up to “Wu-Tang Forever,” while flipping the meaning of “It’s Yours” to Drake letting an undisclosed girl that his heart/feelings belong to her.
  The uncredited background vocals are provided by PARTYNEXTDOOR. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  Own it
  It's yours
  It's yours
  [Verse 1: Drake & 
  PARTYNEXTDOOR
  ]
  Yours
  You're still the one that I adore
  Ain't much out there to have feelings for
  Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? (
  Yours
  )
  Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Yours
  A few bottles on the table, a few waters
  It ain't a secret, baby, everybody saw us
  Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?
  Guess whose it is? It's yours
  Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love
  Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust
  Next time I stand tall, I wanna be standin' for you
  And next time I spend, I want it all to be for you, oh
  Peakin', I'm peakin'
  Wake up with me this weekend, we can, oh
  Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?
  Guess whose it is? It's yours
  [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, I said
  Go own that shit, own that shit
  Own that shit, own that shit
  Go and own that shit, own that shit
  Own that shit, you own that shit, go and
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Go own that shit, own that shit
  Own that shit
  Own that shit, own that shit
  Own that shit [Verse 2: Drake]
  Niggas talk more than bitches these days
  Just let that shit sink in, ha!
  Niggas talk more than bitches these days
  Who could get the pussy quicker these days
  Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days
  'Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin' these days (Trippin')
  Bunch of journalists been searchin' for a story
  My ex-girl been searchin' for a "
  sorry
  " (How you do?)
  Couple bitches tryna have me on the 
  Maury
  Like nigga, it's yours, you should be supportin'
  But where you been at? On tour, gettin' money
  Y'all don't even really check for me
  You ain't even hit me when that nigga had threats for me, girl
  You don't love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl
  'Cause you got the Batphone and my work line
  You should call
  When the last time you did somethin' for the first time?
  You done done it all
  I swear to God, niggas talk more than bitches these days
  Got you thinkin' that I'm different these days
  Broken telephone for every single conversation
  By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days, but oh (Yeah)
  It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, it's
  It's always gonna be yours [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & 
  Drake
  ]
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  (
  It's always gonna be yours
  )
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, own it, own it, I said
  (
  It's always gonna be yours
  )
  Go own that shit
  Own it
  Own it
  It's yours, it's yours
  Own it, own it, own it, own it
  Own it, baby, own it, it's yours
  Own that shit, own that shit, own that shit
  [Produced by Noah "40" Shebib & PARTYNEXTDOOR]