Yall ant ready for this 2.0

Y’ALL AIN’T READY FOR THIS

(Hook)

Y’all ain’t ready for this, nah, not one damn bit,

I’m back in the saddle and I’m built for this shit.

Done hidin’ my true self just to make y’all happy,

Now I’m livin’ how I want, and they can’t outlast me.

Y’all ain’t ready for this, watch me stake my claim,

Lost myself for years, now I’m reclaimin’ my name.

Got my kids in my heart every damn mile I ride,

That’s the reason I keep this fire alive.

(Verse 1)

Yeah, I gave too much of myself just to keep the damn peace,

Always worried ‘bout everybody else while I was dyin’ piece by piece.

Well fuck that… those days are dead and gone,

Now I wake up every mornin’ with my boots back on.

Seven years taught me what I ain’t gonna be,

Now the only damn approval that I need is me.

I ain’t wearin’ no mask just to fit their damn crowd,

If they don’t like the real me, they can say that shit out loud.

Blacked out bike, middle finger to the sky

Built a new road with these own two hands, and hell, I’m already here.

Every scar’s a lesson, every bruise made me tough,

Turns out rock bottom built a man hard as fuck.

(Hook)

Y’all ain’t ready for this, nah, not one damn bit,

I’m back in the saddle and I’m built for this shit.

Done hidin’ my true self just to make y’all happy,

Now I’m livin’ my truth, and ain’t nobody gonna stop me.

(Verse 2)

My kids are my heartbeat, my why, my drive,

They’re the reason I bust my ass to build a better life.

Yeah, I don’t get to hold ‘em every single damn day,

So I’m becomin’ the father they’ll be proud of someday.

Every demon I bury is another chain broke,

Every hard lesson turned into fuel for the smoke.

No more runnin’ from the mirror, no more livin’ a lie,

I’m too damn busy learnin’ how to spread these wings and fly.

You can keep your gossip, your judgment, your hate,

I’m too damn focused on creatin’ my fate.

This outlaw soul ain’t ever gonna quit,

‘Cause freedom tastes better than pretendin’ to fit.

(Bridge)

This ain’t revenge… this is me comin’ home.

This ain’t survival… this is buildin’ my own.

The old me’s six feet deep where the bullshit belongs…

Now crank this motherfucker up and ride all night long.

(Final Hook)

Y’all ain’t ready for this, watch me come alive,

A little rough around the edges, but damn I’m gonna thrive.

Done hidin’ my true self just to make y’all happy,

Now I’m free as hell, and that’s exactly where I’m supposed to be.

Y’all ain’t ready for this… remember this name.

‘Cause I didn’t lose myself…

I finally found the son of a bitch again.