Underdog

Aint cute enough to be actin' like this
Actin' out, that face is priceless
Every time I tell you Imma' walk away
Just to see what you gon' say
Your response is still the same
And boy that's the issue
Ain't no emotion, you don't need no tissues
I miss you acting like you give a fuck
Bout' where we end up, guess it's bad luck

Always takin' bets on all the underdogs
Now I'm getting over by getting under dogs
That's your fault
Mm, baby you had it all

Aint cute enough to be throwin' fits
You're throwing fists, like damn I get it
Don't need to put all these holes in the walls
Just to get a point across or to feel like a bad boss
And boy you're the problem
Thought it was things and I just couldn't solve them
But outcomes were always temporary trials
Couldn't stay the good you for a while

Always takin' bets on all the underdogs
Now I'm getting over by getting under dogs
That's your fault
Mm, baby you had it all



Credits
Writer(s): Kendall Trinka
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