Underdog Freestyle
You're a champion
Who's who in this rap game?
Everybody got a big chain
All I got is all I need, baby
My rap name is my last name
Yeah, I don't regret it
Uh, I ain't wylin' with a debit
Yeah, if I play my cards right, I'm gon' have good credit
That man talkin' about credit
Don't look at me if you're lookin' for bands
I'm not a legend, I'm only a man
I hit the ceiling when I was a fan
Dropped out of college, I took a lil' chance
Way before we ever got an advance
Had some people tryna tell me I can't
I said that I can like spam
Reminiscing, I came up in a trailer
Our ship was sinkin', man, we needed a sailor
God-made, never needed no tailor
Everything change when I met my maker
I had to seize the moment
I had to stop the scrollin', uh
On this rollercoaster, broke out of box, I'm done with the posing
I'm never-ever-ever selling my soul
Got living water, gotta hop in the boat
Best believe I'm gon' live what I wrote
Uh, I'm gonna reap what I sow
Uh, this is my testimony
I remember I was baggin' groceries
Me and my gang like Zach and Cody
I got Jesus, no Mr. Mosby
Y'all fearing God, can't afford no fear of gods
There's some days that I remember that I wasn't hearing God
Mama told me, "Get a job", I did
Scrubbin' toilets, I guess you can say I was really going in
Who's who in this rap game?
Everybody got a big chain
All I got is all I need, baby
My rap name is my last name
Yeah, I don't regret it
Uh, I ain't wylin' with a debit
Yeah, if I play my cards right, I'm gon' have good credit
That man talkin' about credit
Don't look at me if you're lookin' for bands
I'm not a legend, I'm only a man
I hit the ceiling when I was a fan
Dropped out of college, I took a lil' chance
Way before we ever got an advance
Had some people tryna tell me I can't
I said that I can like spam
Reminiscing, I came up in a trailer
Our ship was sinkin', man, we needed a sailor
God-made, never needed no tailor
Everything change when I met my maker
I had to seize the moment
I had to stop the scrollin', uh
On this rollercoaster, broke out of box, I'm done with the posing
I'm never-ever-ever selling my soul
Got living water, gotta hop in the boat
Best believe I'm gon' live what I wrote
Uh, I'm gonna reap what I sow
Uh, this is my testimony
I remember I was baggin' groceries
Me and my gang like Zach and Cody
I got Jesus, no Mr. Mosby
Y'all fearing God, can't afford no fear of gods
There's some days that I remember that I wasn't hearing God
Mama told me, "Get a job", I did
Scrubbin' toilets, I guess you can say I was really going in
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Writer(s): Christopher Hulvey, Sterling Purdy
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