Fat Nick - Torch lyrics

[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 [?] [?] [?] [?] 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