IN MY HANDS

Yeah, we rise from the dirt, Southside kings, Forty poppin’ shots, watch the throne, we take rings, Rebellious vibes, can’t nobody hold us down, In the city lights, we wear the crown, no clown. Hustle in my blood, got that fire in my soul, Chasin’ dreams hard, never playin’ my role, Enemies lurkin’, but they can’t touch my grind, Got the heart of a lion, man, I’m never confined. (Verse 2) Stacking up these bands, yeah, we live for the thrill, Got the world in my hands, you know I’m ready to kill, From the block to the top, we ain’t never gon’ stop, Southside mentality, we rise, never drop. Real ones beside me, loyalty in my crew, Forty poppin’ off, like a dream coming true, Rebel with a cause, yeah, we breakin’ the mold, Living life fast, watch our story unfold. or