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