Hit the Ground Running

You know It’s crazy to imagine where I came up from From the jump everyone thought I would run Had a dad that wouldn’t own me as a son Didn’t grow up in the streets or needed a gun Needed to to step up and show I was the man Did what I need to do to get where I am That’s not what everyone says but I don’t give a damn If you don’t understand I’ll draw out on a diagram Made it outta higschool what did you end up doing? Talking all that shit but trust me you ain’t Foolin Take your ass to school cause you need more schooling Watch your mouth cause it’s gonna get you a Brusin I may not have all the answers But best believe I’ll have a plan first It doesn’t matter what day you come at me It’ll be the worst All the shit I could put you thru you think it’s a curse Tearing people up lyrically they gonna need a nurse Taking adverse action, need to put this in reverse If I don’t imma blow up and everyone will disburse I know I'm about to be at my worst Doing my best to put this in a verse Hit the ground running Now I'm gunning (Now im gunning) Better watch out when you hear the sounds coming (Sounds coming) Like a freight train coming hear loud humming (Loud humming) Yeah yeah Hit the ground running, hit the ground running Yeah Now I'm gunning, now I'm gunning Better watch out when you hear the sounds coming (Sounds coming) (Sounds coming) Like a freight train coming hear loud humming (Loud humming) Hit the ground running, hit the ground running Yeah My enemies I prophesied get them to their knees make them plea Guns bang and shells hang, like apostrophes Everything they do I see People hate on what they Never will be A bold white boy with a pad and a pen and painful past from beginnin to end I don’t win I'ma f*ck this game and find my fame Wont stop till the world knows my name No love found, none left for me to send this is the end Smoking all this weed blowing my problems in the wind If you dont like my shit you can have a seat and a spin I play to win Caution to wind Pray for my sins I'm only getting started My music isn't for the fainthearted No one has the balls to say anything to my face Keep up with the pace or you’ll loose the race I’ll kill ya and won’t leave a trace Body traced by chalk and you’ll be the talk of the block My lyrics hit you like socker boppers Tearing you apart with tech 9s and choppers Doing my best to kill any track in sight I'm out ready to bite despite the fight I put up with being white Trying to prove the people wrong, I'm right This music is what helps me see the light When my mind is trapped in the night Gotta pull myself up reach a new heights Might write my feelings down to get rid of the parasite Then spit the verse so cold you get frostbite Alrightt Hit you so hard I'll make you see the twilight Take your breath away like a low level flight Hit the ground running Now I'm gunning (Now im gunning) Better watch out when you hear the sounds coming (Sounds coming) Like a freight train coming hear loud humming (Loud humming) Yeah yeah Hit the ground running, hit the ground running Yeah Now I'm gunning, now I'm gunning Better watch out when you hear the sounds coming (Sounds coming) (Sounds coming) Like a freight train coming hear loud humming (Loud humming) Hit the ground running, hit the ground running Yeah