

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Top down Tank low Pockets thin But I glow (yeah) [Verse 1] Came up eating cold fries Late shift, same shirt, red eyes Couch surfing on my cousin floor Dreams bigger than the corner store Mama said "baby, keep your head right" Homies said "you ain't built for the late nights" I was scribbling these lines in the break room Clock out, plot out, how I make room Kept faith in the drought, no wave Just me on the block, one fade, one fade Underdog with a chip on my shoulder Sunset in my rearview, heart getting bolder [Chorus] I'm the underdog from the coast, yeah Last picked, now I'm calling the plays They ain't see me when I needed a hand Now they waving every time that I pass (ohhh) Underdog from the coast, yeah Turn the doubt into fuel for the flame They was laughing when I said I'ma win Now the talkbox singing my name (my name) [Verse 2] Used to ride the bus, headphones on Fantasize a thousand people singing my songs Now the same route feel so small Every stop sign looking like a roll call Back then, I was just that kid Now I’m headline talk in the group text thread They said "settle down," I said "bet on me" Pressure made a gem out the dirt and concrete Still that same lil fool in the hand-me-down fit Still miss rent, still grind, still trip But I walk with a spring in my step now Every "no" that I heard got checked now [Chorus] I'm the underdog from the coast, yeah Last picked, now I'm calling the plays They ain't see me when I needed a hand Now they waving every time that I pass (hey) Underdog from the coast, yeah Turn the doubt into fuel for the flame They was laughing when I said I'ma win Now the talkbox singing my name (my name) [Bridge] They wrote me off I wrote it down Turned every doubt To a different sound From the back of the class To the front of the stage (woah) If you feeling like you less than Let this hook lift the weight [Chorus] I'm the underdog from the coast, yeah Last picked, now I'm calling the plays They ain't see me when I needed a hand Now they waving every time that I pass Underdog from the coast, yeah Turn the doubt into fuel for the flame They was laughing when I said I'ma win Now the talkbox singing my name (my name, my name)
Tags
rap, Laid-back West Coast hip hop with G-funk bounce; swung drums, rubbery bassline, and bright talkbox hooks answering a gritty male vocal. Verses ride mid-tempo with crisp snares and wah guitar chops; choruses widen with stacked talkbox harmonies, whistle leads, and airy pads. Sub stays warm and round, leaving space for punchy lead rap and call-and-response ad-libs., funk, hip hop
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4/5/2026