Intro Lyrics

If you like me then you had to grow up quick

Based on what you seen you might've had to grow up sick

Beat the odds depending on what yo focus is

How much you dedicated? Man somebody notice it

Used to wish for a mil every time I blew my wish

I ain't know to get it that it was gone be harder than this

Mention hard as bricks, you become a target quick

It's really heartless jits who be out here sparking it

Chasing dreams while I'm ducking slugs to the head

Living clean but a couple thoughts come in my head

I'm supposed to come out clean? It's dirty in the feds

They'll have me in them shackles six feet under gone and dead

I'm losing my brain, Immune to the pain

Man it's rules in this game It's never you over fame though

It's clout over trust, It's love under lust

They'll die for a Bentley but not live for a bus

I cant fuss glamour do attract me

I cant let it change me or distract me, my demons almost me had me

I live for the bigger, a million dollars they finish line

I cant relate cause I live for the richer

A canvas but no picture that's the rough draft

Victory stay in my head while I complete the rough laps

I'm from where they give you hate while they giving you congrats

Your own kind will take you, make a whole family collapse

They only feeling safe while they

Buying them gats, dedicated ones only grind to relax

Ones who complacent always blind to the fact that

Ain't no change coming if we act the way we act

Strangers show you love

Bros throw out hate

Scared ones end up leaving while some ones may stay off faith

Got to keep a pole if you try to stay out late

These youngins out here heartless they'll put it to your face

They'll do it in broad day, all black to dodge a case

Gloves and the mittens they ain't tryna leave a trace

Won't no suds on them dishes when they ate right off my plate

They'll show up when I'm popping when it's hard they wont stay

Everybody think alike I see the same in every face

Same way in every person, run to Instagram that's how situations worsen

Wanna speak instead of learning can't face the fact

They wrong that's how they egos really burn 'em

Now they elderlies concerned If they'll survive in the streets

They could change but they don't try that's why a few just ride with me

Tryna past poverty, tryna bless who hot as me

Too much talent that's a waste

Acknowledgement just got to be Something normal for a brother of my kind

Young one with a message you could hear it in our rhymes

See it in our face that we got something deep inside

In a place to keep and hide so we don't sit and lose our mind

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Underdog