Underground
My raps vicious eat these rappers stacking up mad dishes
Ya sold ur soul and let the devil grant u ur last wishes
This cash isn't what life is about sit in class listen
Murder the beat then kill the engineer I can't have witnesses
Ask niggaz who spittin that dope kno that the mags in it
A flash from this barrel blast could be ur last vision
Ya trash niggaz belong with shitty diapers in bags
Figure the only way you on is by lyin outta ur ass nigga
Grind don't stop and these rhymes won't stop
I'm stepping on all ya faces just to climb on top
With metal cleats this clever cat speaks to the ghetto
Reach these kids whose only interest right now is to settle beef
Put lead in the heat find him resting in peace
Then what u get in return is just respect from streets
But what is that worth after that gat burst you'll never sleep
Living in regret you're in debt till ur dead and deceased
Ain't that something don't really take much to get Mag huntin
For tracks to kill em all think ya better ya cats buggin
A great father the opposite of a bad husband
Fuck what u think so I don't really care if you pass judgment
Pass blunts of the grass got me smashed like a crash dummy
Bills gotta get paid we all been slaves for that cash money
It's mad sunny cuz my Ora glistens the flow shines
Cats I got on my back kno that they sittin on a goldmine
I hold mine down tryna come up man its your time
Is what I tell myself to get ahead of this slow line
These pro rhymes ya just beginners who become dinner
Ya losers food on my plate look my way and you'll see sum winners
I'm pass decent don't wanna be in my way when the mags reaching
These raps leeching out for your blood yea it's that season
The gats squeezing this ain't the time you wanna fuck around
Lookin for that feature then hit me I'll be underground
Ya sold ur soul and let the devil grant u ur last wishes
This cash isn't what life is about sit in class listen
Murder the beat then kill the engineer I can't have witnesses
Ask niggaz who spittin that dope kno that the mags in it
A flash from this barrel blast could be ur last vision
Ya trash niggaz belong with shitty diapers in bags
Figure the only way you on is by lyin outta ur ass nigga
Grind don't stop and these rhymes won't stop
I'm stepping on all ya faces just to climb on top
With metal cleats this clever cat speaks to the ghetto
Reach these kids whose only interest right now is to settle beef
Put lead in the heat find him resting in peace
Then what u get in return is just respect from streets
But what is that worth after that gat burst you'll never sleep
Living in regret you're in debt till ur dead and deceased
Ain't that something don't really take much to get Mag huntin
For tracks to kill em all think ya better ya cats buggin
A great father the opposite of a bad husband
Fuck what u think so I don't really care if you pass judgment
Pass blunts of the grass got me smashed like a crash dummy
Bills gotta get paid we all been slaves for that cash money
It's mad sunny cuz my Ora glistens the flow shines
Cats I got on my back kno that they sittin on a goldmine
I hold mine down tryna come up man its your time
Is what I tell myself to get ahead of this slow line
These pro rhymes ya just beginners who become dinner
Ya losers food on my plate look my way and you'll see sum winners
I'm pass decent don't wanna be in my way when the mags reaching
These raps leeching out for your blood yea it's that season
The gats squeezing this ain't the time you wanna fuck around
Lookin for that feature then hit me I'll be underground
Credits
Writer(s): Govmag
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