Underdog

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Ay, ay
 Yo, okay
 All black Cadillac, I'd rather have a coupe
 I'mma get my mom a Range Rover, money coming soon
 I don't need a hit, on the radio, Payola been over
 Put me on the aux if I know ya
 Look, day spit hot and night cold like Arizona
 I thought I told ya, underdogs we taking over
 Hit hard with 1-2s that bring comas
 Colder, creme cola, bolder, king cobra ahh
 I'm the least represented, promoters they don't do shit
 Made my own sound, I'm trying to introduce it
 Others can try but they can't reproduce it
 Been knowing I'm the best, now it's time for me to prove it
 Rappers step but they ain't up for the test
 It's vengeance when you ain't considered the best
 Shoot for the sky, I'mma drive to the rim
 I'm trying to finish this quest
 Okay, look, told 'em give me like 10 minutes and it won't take long
 Spitting like I'm Max and Emmy chillin' with Jake long
 That hot stuff, cookin' like it's pasta
 Quarantine, hair long swinging like a Rasta, cut it
 LEN and RJ in traffic now that's a bucket bust it
 Uh, chuck it knuck it, uh
 Robatuss it, guess I'm sick of playin', I'm here to stay
 And if you delayin' when we on our way in I'm Super Saiyan like ahhh
 Told my boo 'k', fuck the roses
 When you're single you hit double doses
 She thinks she better off without me, the joke is
 She thinks that I'mma dwell, while I'm running show biz
 You tryna link? I'm tryna find my Zelda
 Bitches waste my time, getting wasted with a seltzer
 The girl bipolar so she got herself a white claw
 Tryna save the planet so she threw away her straw
 Okay the girl biracial so she argue with her white pa
 Said I rhyme sick need to wipe the pad off with Lysol
 Come up in the stu get it clappin' like cut the lights off
 Me and Len up in traffic like buss a right yah
 I'm cookin' up with the greatest and here's the dish
 Ya bars dangerously low, where's the stitch
 You might need a stitch, steppin' to us with no assist
 You would do the Kim impossible, that's the sitch yea
 Step to the stage I make others plea
 Wear bandanas, ain't no cap on me
 All these corner cutting rappers think that they can catch up with me
 It's drastically bad
 The biggest obsession is chasing the fad
 We can go out then come back to my pad
 I don't fuck with squares, cut from the same cloth
 You're all dressed in plaid
 If it's true that you keep on hating
 I'mma turn your face to a Picasso painting
 I suggest that you work on yourself
 Cause I don't wanna hear your ass complaining
 Nothing else matters, this track undefeated
 My track record would be clean if I competed
 Ain't gonna battle, I ain't that Conceited
 Your ass would be toast like my car seats was heated
 Everyone loves an underdog story
 

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Duration
02:26
Key
7
Tempo
102 BPM

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