Icewear Vezzo - Underdogs (feat. Baby Money) lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
Baby Money [Carlos Deshawn Fischer] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - Underdogs feat. Baby Money lyrics]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
What
Mm
Comin' up, we had to choose, sold dope or go to school
They make pussy niggas 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 niggas 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'
Niggas changin' on they guys, start tellin' to a trend
How the fuck 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
Nigga playin' on my top (Phew), put some dollars on your brain
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, nigga, until my heart stop
The trap MVP, rap niggas envy me
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get the note
I was makin' petty money on that corner, had to tour the road
Know a real nigga 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 shit they do, you can't knock nothin'
Picked up the game from OGs on the block thuggin'
I hang with killers 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, nigga, I had to lose
Fuck a bitch friend 'cause I ain't like the bitch 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' kill you
Fuck the estate, we really tryna buy the kitchen
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, nigga, until my heart stop
The trap MVP, rap niggas envy me
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get the note (Phew, nope)
From the beginning to the end, losers lose, winners win
Made a plan, hundred racks in my pants
Yeah, I turned my losses into wins
Free my niggas in the pens, stood on ten, took that time to the chin
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
What
Mm
Comin' up, we had to choose, sold dope or go to school
They make pussy niggas 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 niggas 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'
Niggas changin' on they guys, start tellin' to a trend
How the fuck 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
Nigga playin' on my top (Phew), put some dollars on your brain
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, nigga, until my heart stop
The trap MVP, rap niggas envy me
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get the note
I was makin' petty money on that corner, had to tour the road
Know a real nigga 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 shit they do, you can't knock nothin'
Picked up the game from OGs on the block thuggin'
I hang with killers 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, nigga, I had to lose
Fuck a bitch friend 'cause I ain't like the bitch 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' kill you
Fuck the estate, we really tryna buy the kitchen
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, nigga, until my heart stop
The trap MVP, rap niggas envy me
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get the note (Phew, nope)
From the beginning to the end, losers lose, winners win
Made a plan, hundred racks in my pants
Yeah, I turned my losses into wins
Free my niggas in the pens, stood on ten, took that time to the chin
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
