Da’ T.R.U.T.H.
My Own Drum
Playin' by the beat of my own drum
Andy say I never should forget where I come from
And he said, I never should forget why I came from

Got my feet plant on the ground with my "Day ones"
Put em on when I see the whole system of Jim Crow
Hustlin' above the sweat of my gym clothes
I just wanna lead em, leave em with the man with the influence
Influx with an impulse to win souls. What up?

Chorus:
Oooh, huh
Got my feet on the ground now
(feet on the ground now.) Hold up
And I'm feeling Aloud now
(feeling Aloud now. ) Hold up
Got my feet on the ground now
(feet on the ground now.) Hold up
And I'm feeling Aloud now
(feeling Aloud now. ) Hallelujah

Verse 2:
Need to run the bus like a tour guide
European cut with a gentlemen's bow-tie
Big bro when I'm looking out for the small guy
Cross Movement did it when they gave me the co-sign
Poor child getting back to the essence
Rich dad, poor dad making investments
More cash in the forecast, pedestrians
Gettin' bags, but I'm still saluting the veterans
"What up?"
Don't forget I'm a grown-up
Tryin' to school the young guys, give em diplomas
And I'm giving hugs out to all my opponents
KB told us that nobody own us
(What up?)