Gun
Taking the freeway, taking a drive
If you want trouble, we can just take it outside
(You know we can just take this sh*t outside)
Maybe I'm angry, maybe I'm high
Maybe I'm about to lose control of my mind
(Woo, let's get it)
Left with the baggage and full of sin
Ain't that a b**ch, 'cause nobody's gonna win
Pull the pin, it's blowing up again
I'm on the run and I got myself a gun
I got nothing to do so I'm coming for you
Coming undone with a pocket full of fun
I got something to prove, and I got my target set on you
Coming on stronger, crossing that line
Drag it out longer, I'm taking you for a ride
(Why don't we just go for a ride?)
Whatchya gonna tell me, tell me your lies
Taking off the warpaint, seeing that fear in your eyes
Born to win, so where do I begin?
I'm on the run and I got myself a gun
I got nothing to do so I'm coming for you
Coming undone with a pocket full of fun
I got something to prove, and I got my target set on you
When the blood is cold and the talk is cheap
And it's time to go but your body's weak
Failed to mention I come from nothing
I'm just here to show you something
I'm on the run and I got myself a gun
I got nothing to do so I'm coming for you
Coming undone with a pocket full of fun
I got something to prove, and I got my target set on...
I'm on the run and I got myself a gun
I got nothing to do so I'm coming for you
Coming undone with a pocket full of fun
I got something to prove, and a target on you
And now I'm on the run
I got myself a gun
I got something to prove, and I got my target set on you
