Underrated

I put up 50, you can't fuck with me Lately, how I'm feeling crazy
People I looked up to were some heroes Now they're villains, always boy stop acting
black Ayo, just be more vanilla
Now they seeing I got talent in this booth They tryna be me now

Ballin' on the court, my strap a thot How I blow you out, Floyd Mayweather on em
I go round for round, shawty tryna kick it Cause she like I go pound for pound
Shout out my homie, that's my dog He sell me low amounts
yeah thats free weed, they all used to talk shit Now I got people looking up to me

I don't talk my shit often, let me stay in this bag please
I freestyle on the mic, so that just proves y'all can't fuck with me
Walk around my school, they looking at me like I'm not a rapper
Probably cause I don't sell or do no drugs, cause I'm not a trapper

Said that I ain't hood, you can't blow up, you never been a savage
I'm so good with music, if you did it, shit wouldn't even be average
Saying I can't make it, I'm faking to making paper
I'm that hard-hitting substance, when I hit you, you need a chaser

See you later, cause I'm steady going up like escalators
Could stop making music, come back all rusty like I was Mator
And I'd still be popping, still be doing numbers
So fuck y'all, had to pick up the mic, couldn't play ball unless I suck balls

Not a part of cliques, I'm self-made, y'all some dick riders
If it wasn't for sports, y'all be nobody, so let's talk about it
Y'all some retards, but I'm the only one spitting
This a freestyle, I bet y'all really thought this shit was written

Grinding my ass off, remember days sitting in detention
Badass little kid, 8th grade, I was a walking menace
Catching dubs and shit-talking, really just my side hobby
Not repeating myself like the N-word in the Cod Lobby

Keep making hits like Boucher, I never been Bobby
Keep thinking they command C, cause y'all's trying to copy
Loyalty over love, bro, we gon' keep it real first
Cross me like Jalen, get hit in the field, man, I'll make it hurt

They can tell the Hoodrich official, when they see the shirt
Gucci Prada, VLONE, Nah the Hanes, white T's will work
Dude said that I'm a fucking pussy, I guess I'll drop him
Fed up with that dude to release anger, I guess I'll box him

Couldn't throw hands, every punch he threw, damn right, I blocked it
Pussy tried to wrestle like you stupid, you ain't Jayden Compton
Said I'm acting different, who the fuck said I was acting
Y'all the reason I can't trust half of this world, y'all some bastards

I'm the villain, never been DC, like the fuck you mean
Friendly on stage then act different behind the scenes
Damn, I'm really spittin', y'all ever heard me freestyle
If you did, probably thought it was written

They throwin' me these beats, I catch the flow like I'm Jason Witten
He talkin', guess we got a box again, like Max Kenton
Get it? Just like the robots
I'm a noisy boy, how I ambush in the Twin Cities

I'm makin' sense, cause I always keep it a buck fifty
Can you put me in your song? The only time they'll ever fuck with me
Shit, well, I ain't lyin', a white boy spittin' on a Flint beat
I ain't BabyTron, callin' all my bitches baby girl, like Uncle Ron

Bro, these took like six fuckin' hits, dude, pass it on
Smart bitch givin' stupid head
St. John's, they ask what I'm smokin' on? Bitch, it's a King Palm
I can tell that bitch was a whore, cause she a blonde

Don't like my opinion? Okay, bet, then prove me wrong
Shit, mama, I'm a criminal, bro
Was sayin' he gon' shoot my flock, you ain't mitten' visuals
If you mean that, put that on God, man, I'm so biblical

Money on me, Gru got them sayin' I'm so despicable