Lyrics: Cory Marks
Music: Cory Marks/Blair Daly/Zac Maloy
I ain’t gotta justify to any man alive
So go ahead and do your thing, I’m damn sure doin’ mine
Loaded like a weapon, aimin’ like a gun
I’m gonna keep ya guessin’, I’m a lesson on the run
Might hurt a little, but it’s gonna be fun
Just getting started, ain’t gonna die young
Got rebel in my blood
Whiskey in my veins
I come on strong, yeah
Bring it on
I’ll gladly take the blame
I ain’t the same old shit
I ride in my own lane
Didn’t come to lose, didn’t come to play
Yeah, I came to change the game, game
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I came to change the game
Kickin’ down the doors until the next one comes along
These stitches on my knuckles don’t compare to broken bones
You won’t catch me quittin’, my eyes are on the prize
I’m sorry but I must admit, I won’t apologize
Might hurt a little. but it’s gonna be fun
Just getting started, ain’t gonna die young
Got rebel in my blood
Whiskey in my veins
I come on strong, yeah
Bring it on
I’ll gladly take the blame
I ain’t the same old shit
I ride in my own lane
Didn’t come to lose, didn’t come to play
Yeah, I came to change the game, game
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I came to change the game
Got rebel in my blood
Whiskey in my veins
Yeah, yeah
Got rebel in my blood
Whiskey in my veins
I pour ‘em strong, yeah
Bring it on
I’ll gladly take the blame
I ain’t the same old shit
I ride in my own lane
Didn’t come to lose, didn’t come to play
Yeah, I came to change the game, game
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I came to change the game
Yeah, yeah
I came to change the game