you don’t have to give me your space 
i’ll take what’s mine, i’ll take what’s mine 
steppin it up cause I need to 
seconds and thirds cause I need to 
you don’t have to lend me yours i got my own shine 
see me fly out through the roof 
let me show what I can do 
i can take off just like you so don’t come rushing for truce 
don’t come rushing for truce, ey 

gimme that silver 

consider yourself lucky, consider yourself fine 
no need to get defensive, alright 
i did my best for nothing and lost my wings of pride 
one day i’ll be up and runnin 
so go on hit the breaks i won’t make no mistakes, no 

gimme that silver 
gimme that silver even though i’m worth the gold
gimme that silver