VERSE 1: Yo, I’m movin’ on the scene/ The nicest on the Mic since Martin Luther had a dream/ born in America, but I am from a place/ where genocide could turn around and wipe a city clean/ usually I stay away from sending out shots/ but my vocal box is like a fully loaded glock/ so when I say hit the deck, I don’t mean a Yacht/ I mean you should duck or you can say hello to Pac/ all I know is go, I never learned stop/ the artist painting hits and I don’t need to wear a smock/ I love my whole city, I could never claim a block/ so goodbye to the bottom, and hello to the top/
CHORUS: You can’t hold me, the streets don’t own me/ I’m pushing you back for the last time/ I said, you can’t hold me, the streets don’t own me/ I’m pushing you back for the last time/ ’cause I’m gettin’ away, I’m getting away/ I’m gettin’ away while I can/ I said, I’m gettin’ away, I’m gettin’ away/ I’m gettin’ away while I can, yea/
Verse 2: I would rather break up bread, than make war/ I’d rather have one real friend, than a fake four/ I am never satisfied with things that I achieve/ ’cause the truth is I’m obsessed with the idea of getting more/ Yep, you got it. ain’t nobody dope as him/ my Mom is from Uganda but my Dad was Ethiopian/ so what I’m hoping is to inspire the rebels/ and be loved by the ladies you can see their hearts opening/ I’m feelin’ like the score’s in my favor/ I’ve got the juice now, and “CAUSE” is the flavor/ when I make it, don’t call me a savior/ call me the Indie artist, that can ball with the Majors/
CHORUS: You can’t hold me, the streets don’t own me/ I’m pushing you back for the last time/ I said, you can’t hold me, the streets don’t own me/ I’m pushing you back for the last time/ ’cause I’m gettin’ away, I’m getting away/ I’m gettin’ away while I can/ I said, I’m gettin’ away, I’m gettin’ away/ I’m gettin’ away while I can, yea/
BRIDGE (2X): This is for my Ethiopian Brothers/ This is for my Ugandan Rebels/ The world’s in trouble right now/ It’s calling on us to make a change, yea/
CHORUS: You can’t hold me, the streets don’t own me/ I’m pushing you back for the last time/ I said, you can’t hold me, the streets don’t own me/ I’m pushing you back for the last time/ ’cause I’m gettin’ away, I’m getting away/ I’m gettin’ away while I can/ I said, I’m gettin’ away, I’m gettin’ away/ I’m gettin’ away while I can, yea/