[Hook: Pouya]
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my sh**
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice
You ain't bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I'm a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my sh**
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice
You ain't bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I'm a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours
[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Drink a pint a night, so all my nightmares getting worse
p**y boy don't want it man, this uzi dick gon' burst
Triple six forever be my lonely soul is cursed
And I'm only gettin' money swervin' Porsches on the road
b**hes are twisted, keep [?]
I love when a b**h I don't know in the game
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[?] vacant
No f** b**h I owe you no payments
For the sure, till' there's blood in the pavement
[Hook: Pouya]
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my sh**
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice
You ain't bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I'm a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours
[Verse 2: Pouya]
She told me to go to hell, I told her I'm already on my way over there
Ain't nobody care
Keep a gun on me cause life ain't fair, I swear
These hoes wanna get to my share
Got cash on me, I'm no square
Underground Underdog, better beware when I geeked on these rappers right under their chair
f** you and yo mama b**h
I cannot relate little b**h
I'm sick of these faces, b**h
Everyone wanna be famous, b**h
FTP, b**h, s** my dick
f** around, get hit with the stick
Underground Underdog run around with a gun deep in my drawers
[Hook: Pouya]
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my sh**
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice
You ain't bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I'm a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours