UNDERDAWGS

the way my names spreading 
round it breaks the fucking speed of sound
creeping lurking with my fucking demons in the underground
 the underdog that came back from nothing 
like what a turn around
speaking of the dogs 
go play around ima send the hounds 
then I bounce 
after that we rolling up some loud 
rookie of the year in this bitch 
it’s like I’m CJ stroud 
hopping on them PJs 
swear to God that I’m flying now 
write a track and get a BJ hop on the web and browse 
married to the mothafuckin money 
never breaking vows
school of hard knocks you will never see me breaking down
and I came loaded with drip 
and ima watch em drown
give the crown
Glock 28 with the hollow tips loaded
and hit yo ass so many times leave you folded
these bitches be playing these games 
I decode it
my life is a book 
bitch I know cause I wrote it
bar after bar 
and I know they gone quote it
pour up the faygo
you know that I’m rollin
I might go crash out whenever I black out
I’m driving the whip like the Kia boys stole
it (skirrtt)
my choppa like venom
the bullets be potent (gunshot) 
these bitches be rats 
I don’t fuck with no rodents (fuck em) 
my diamonds are water 
my heart is so cold 
when I put on my chain
I looked down and they frozen (burrr) 
the ops say they bout it
but don’t got no motion
bitch im on demon time
like my watch is evil
Rollie on me 
with the cardi on me
you get offset fuckin with my people 
I might takeoff like a fuckin rocket
and I’m  on point like the space needle
got hella guns 
and they all legal 
I been the 1 
and I know it hurts 
and we sending birds like the fuckin eagles
I got more racks
I got more bitches 
I’ll tell you now we are not equal
I’m on the level
might smack the devil
I roll with demons
I got several
I terminate him I keep the metal
unload the clip we don’t ever settle
I shoot to kill I do not wrestle
don’t get it twisted 
these bitches get salty 
cause I’m stacking bread like a fuckin pretzel
she wants a purse 
she want this and that 
but I told that bitch that she not special
working and grinding I go get my cake up
I’m taking your bitch and I fuck off her make up
I’m rocking that Gucci 
I’m rocking that Louie 
And I’ll tell you straight up 
ain’t rockin Marc Jacobs
 I’m whippin that spider 
like Donovan Mitchell 
my shooters All ready to go 
at my signal
these bitches they blow me
like refs with a whistle
you might get the tech
if you foul it’s so simple
I’m feeling like loke 
cause you know ima menace
I might fuck around hit yo ass with the missle
I’m rocking my diamonds 
they shining like crystals
I feel like I’m Vader
I’m Anakin I got em panicking 
might hit yo ass with the saber
lights camera action
my Glock got the laser 
do me a favor don’t do me no favors
the way my names spreading 
round it breaks the fucking speed of sound
creeping lurking with my fucking demons in the underground
 the underdog that came back from nothing 
like what a turn around
walked in 
seen bad bitches
walked out with a pair of dimes
try me and get paralyzed 
pimpin rap with my penmanship
and I don't give a fuck if I'm recognized
this rap shit what I specialize 
alienated 
it only makes sense 
cause this shit I bring is unidentified 
my art be leaving them terrified
no blue check but I'm verified 
they leechin off me like parasites
so I spray em down with pesticide 
kill em all it's a genocide
hit the blunt and get very high
that's what I did
in those dark times
but since then I leveled up
I won't let no shit control me
I found the pace and I found the way
so everything around me moves slowly
I'm a rap God but not holy 
piss me off and Ima go broly 
my angels feel like my enemies 
and my demons feel like my homies 
I got guns up on my shelf
no room for all of my Trophy's
try me, better back up slowly
they blockin shots like goalies
brand new whip you know 
I'm rollin
this a late night vibe
turning water into wine
never slowing down 
cause I don't worry bout the time
bitch I'm cheesin
I'm the MVP like every season
ready for the turn up 
lil hoe give me a reason
prayin up to Jesus 
but I'm lurking with my demons
keep a heater cause this shit be getting cold in streets 
yeah you think you fucking know me 
you ain't seen what's underneath
bitch I live in hell
so I don't know whats
under me
shit be Killin me
fell off but I'm back in it
had to take a break and go and re pivot 
had a lotta pain I had to revisit 
my cousin got locked and he caught him a case
every night I would sit there and cry
addictied to fent 
he had nobody to vent 
he had no money to pay for his rent 
sitting alone in his cell
all by himself
I know it put him through hell
but he made it out
and I'm proud 
as I watch him excel
this is the way that you grow
we all locked in ten toes 
I pay what I owe
and I put on show
and I follow the rules of the code 
that's mandatory
I'm cooking up in my laboratory 
I died at birth but I came back 
I talked to God he said tell your story 
that's real
I'm misunderstood but I'll heal
I won't back down
I won't kneel
if I see the devil
I'm grabbing my strap
and I'm cocking it back 
yeah I'm ready to kill
I don't care about money
I care about passion
 I ever get rich
put it all in my will
pass it right down to my kids
I keep it real other rappers 
all myths 
you must be brain dead or straight 
cold hearted if these type of bars 
don't hit

Heavy trap, dark rap, heavy 808