YOUNG NOBLE - Underdogz lyrics
rate mefeat. Gage Gully & Crooked I
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
In the town in that coupe, that youngling on a stoop
Soaked up the game, epitome of the truth
I lead by example and do what I’m supposed to
Count on me to always come through when the pressure’s on
Make no weapon form against them outlaws
We soldiers of God, against all odds, this the year of the underdog
Still I rise, I told you niggas I will evolve
And there’s something more bigger, something more powerful
More independent now, they gonna pay me by the minute now
Not just my blood, my soul invested in this thing
Failure’s never been an option, get your paper, my nigga, we eating lobster
Young Noble and Gage Gully, year of the underdog, real niggas ride with me
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
It’s the year of the underdog
I’m rocking gym shorts and jays in this rap game
‘Cause I come to ball, allergic to sleeping
Niggas serving and scheming, yeah, I wonder y’all
A sketchy nigga because my gun a draw
Where I’m from little kids be shooting since laser tag
By the time they 20 they martyrs or someone’s baby’s dad
Cops wanna kill me ‘cause I’m darker than a paper bag
Parked the latest Jag by the police sergeant and made him mad
Who cares what my enemies think? Long as I’m grinding till I’m literally bricks
Till Bernini is giving me Meeks, I’m hustling all night
On so much caffeine I’m literally pissing out energy drinks
And cruel love ain’t a small thing, that’s why I’m on that hokey team shit
Grinding till we all kings
And them hating niggas have the mean muggers by screw facing our magazine covers
We on, nigga
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
I don’t sit in the house, projects, we be getting them out
I’m state to state, cross country when they living in doubt
Can’t be afraid to travel, I’m a warrior, made to battle
I’ll take the stage, tear that motherfucker down ‘cause I have you
I’m popular with the dealers, I probably could get you realer
Or possible order still, but tell your people we’ll bill you
Want it now, cash out, in the streets back routes
My movement that bow, more traffic than a crack house
More action over here, getting dough so that counts
Getting drown, hustling days of the weak then pass out
When they was trying to freestyle, all I had was wee pows
I’m on the concrete blocks, and Gully a beast now
It’s cold, I’m leaning for no reason, looking to bleed towns
Soon as they catch on we taking the cream then bounce
My team found oh so much to leave you barely seeing how
Walking to queen mount, Gully, he chip a bean dream out
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
The big homie told me one thing and it went like this
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
And this the year of the underdog, feel it in the air
Yeah, I can feel it in the air
