[1st Verse:]
It goes a 1, 2, 3...
I was born with the hunger of a lion,
the strength of the sun.
I don't need to sweat it when a competition come.
Original style like an 808 drum.
So, I don't run the track, no.
I make the track run.
My mama taught me words,
my daddy built rockets.
I put'em both together, now tell me what I got.
It's a pretty smart weapon,
I can shoot it, I can drop it
but learn to respect it
'cause you clearly can't stop it like that.
[2nd Verse:]
It ain't over cause the shark's on the left side
the snake's on the right.
And anything you do,
they wanna get a little bite.
It really doesn't matter if you're wrong
or if you're right,
'cause once they get their teeth in,
nothing really fights.
And as for me, I do it like I got nothing to lose.
And you can run your mouth
like you can try to fill my shoes, but,
steady little soldier, I ain't standing next to you.
I'd be laying on the ground
before you're even in my view like that.
[Outro:]
Yeah, oh. [x8]