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icewear vezzo & baby money - underdogs lyrics

[intro: icewear vezzo]
(ooh, sh_t, that’s a danny g beat)
what
mm

[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
comin’ up, we had to choose, sold dope or go to school
they make p_ssy n_ggas cool, swear they changin’ up the rules
the rap game’s sweet, ballin’ like we sellin’ food
four hundred thousand on the jewels, it was holes in my shoes
send a bag to the city, move faster than a chop’
got crip n_ggas out in cali’, bro was trappin’ in the valley
move 6ixers on a wraith, get the money, got it taxed
speedin’ like i’m off a addy, forgiatos got him stackin’
n_ggas changin’ on they guys, start tellin’ to a trend
how the f_ck you look yourself up in the mirror as a man?
me and red and plants, count it up by every ten
showin’ love get you whacked, everybody ain’t your friend
so i’ma run it up regardless, you countin’ on no fame
your baby boy done got rich, but his mama got it made
got it out the mud, ninety thousand on the chain
n_gga playin’ on my top (phew), put some dollars on your brain

[chorus: icewear vezzo & baby money]
told ’em, “hate it or love it,” they hate that we thuggin’
got it out the mud, but you made it from nothin’
the underdog’s on top and we made it from hustlin’
and we used to be strugglin’, but you can’t tell me nothin’
huh, hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top
and i might stuck, n_gga, until my heart stop
the trap mvp, rap n_ggas envy me
and i ain’t goin’ nowhere, so you can get the note
[verse 2: baby money]
i was makin’ petty money on that corner, had to tour the road
know a real n_gga who done died over joint and fours
met my first plug when my brother had to share the load
sold my ten before him, i need forty more, come cop somethin’
a real watcher, i used to tell him when the cops comin’
until you do the sh_t they do, you can’t knock nothin’
picked up the game from ogs on the block thuggin’
i hang with k!llers and the dealers, you ain’t drop nothin’
and that’s factual, get her a bestfriend, now she textin’ me, “i’m mad at you”
mike amiri jeans, two of a hundred, these ain’t casual
i won so many games, after that, n_gga, i had to lose
f_ck a b_tch friend ’cause i ain’t like the b_tch attitude
yeah, i’m different, safe to say i had a milli’ before the ritual
i play with cake, you play with that and we gon’ k!ll you
f_ck the estate, we really tryna buy the kitchen

[outro]
(ooh, sh_t, that’s a danny g beat)

- icewear vezzo baby money lyrics

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