Underdog
I'm the underdog, put it all on me
Undercover boss, it all fall on me
I ain't one to talk, nah, but they call on me
What you runnin' from, uh? Lemme talk my piece
Yeah, ain't nobody outdoing me on my own thing, accept that
Took a couple years, had a setback
Went back to the drawing board, put the pen back
Left that out by the bed where I slept at
Just in case I might forget that and they don't get that
Hitting me up like "You don't text back"
Real friends get it, I don't sweat that
Too busy tryna turn Jetta to an S class, get lapped
Turn a backpack to a jetpack, then I went past them
Funny how I went from plateau to platinum
Funny how I skipped my class and outclassed 'em
Funny how I'm last out but outlast 'em (outlast 'em, outlast 'em)
But they ain't laughin' now, put 'em in a ring, won't last a round
Pack a punch like I'm Pacquiao, you, the cats meow, but me
I'm the underdog, put it all on me
Undercover boss, it all fall on me
I ain't one to talk, nah, but they call on me
What you runnin' from, uh? Lemme talk my piece
Look, Monday to Sunday, never skip one day
Do this for my family and my son's sake
I never complain, I just go obtain
Gave me a shot and I took it, no pump fake
Listen close, what's it gon' be?
You can sink or float, we gon' find out when they miss the boat
Switch up the beat like it's Sicko Mode
Hard drive full of these bullets
They know that it's loaded, they dealt me some bullets
You know I ain't foldin'
They see what I read, and they know when I wrote it
I mean what I said, and they know when I spoke it
I still got a ways to go
Learn from the great and I'm takin' some notes
I promise I got it, I'm takin' a oath
The bread poppin' up like I'm making some toast, yeah, ay
Do it my own way, ain't no one tellin' me how I can move, okay?
Move it my own pace, I got a lot on my list to do, okay?
No one in my lane, I'm one of one and they'll never be too, okay?
I just keep makin' the rules, okay? Won't lose, okay? Look
I'm the underdog, put it all on me
Undercover boss, it all fall on me
I ain't one to talk, nah, but they call on me
What you runnin' from, uh? Lemme talk my piece
Undercover boss, it all fall on me
I ain't one to talk, nah, but they call on me
What you runnin' from, uh? Lemme talk my piece
Yeah, ain't nobody outdoing me on my own thing, accept that
Took a couple years, had a setback
Went back to the drawing board, put the pen back
Left that out by the bed where I slept at
Just in case I might forget that and they don't get that
Hitting me up like "You don't text back"
Real friends get it, I don't sweat that
Too busy tryna turn Jetta to an S class, get lapped
Turn a backpack to a jetpack, then I went past them
Funny how I went from plateau to platinum
Funny how I skipped my class and outclassed 'em
Funny how I'm last out but outlast 'em (outlast 'em, outlast 'em)
But they ain't laughin' now, put 'em in a ring, won't last a round
Pack a punch like I'm Pacquiao, you, the cats meow, but me
I'm the underdog, put it all on me
Undercover boss, it all fall on me
I ain't one to talk, nah, but they call on me
What you runnin' from, uh? Lemme talk my piece
Look, Monday to Sunday, never skip one day
Do this for my family and my son's sake
I never complain, I just go obtain
Gave me a shot and I took it, no pump fake
Listen close, what's it gon' be?
You can sink or float, we gon' find out when they miss the boat
Switch up the beat like it's Sicko Mode
Hard drive full of these bullets
They know that it's loaded, they dealt me some bullets
You know I ain't foldin'
They see what I read, and they know when I wrote it
I mean what I said, and they know when I spoke it
I still got a ways to go
Learn from the great and I'm takin' some notes
I promise I got it, I'm takin' a oath
The bread poppin' up like I'm making some toast, yeah, ay
Do it my own way, ain't no one tellin' me how I can move, okay?
Move it my own pace, I got a lot on my list to do, okay?
No one in my lane, I'm one of one and they'll never be too, okay?
I just keep makin' the rules, okay? Won't lose, okay? Look
I'm the underdog, put it all on me
Undercover boss, it all fall on me
I ain't one to talk, nah, but they call on me
What you runnin' from, uh? Lemme talk my piece
Credits
Writer(s): Connor Price, Matt Bathon
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