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UNDERDAWG Video (MV)




Performed By: CB
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Cody Bolan




CB - UNDERDAWG Lyrics
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No cape but I'm the underdog
Leash 'round my neck now its coming off
Turn all the L's to a hundred songs
Zig when they zag, something wrong?
Field full of hate up in fog, live like I don't know that
Lateral like throwback
I was down feeling out think I needed love back, but I don't
I was 12 with a jersey and my J's on
12 years later got the same on
Bitches blowing smoke like the vape on
All non existent, y'all politicians
Y'all follow parties and regurgitate the mission
I'm independent, I was up on y'all agenda then I bounced like went missing
Bounced like went missing, ounce just went in him
9 to 5's hell so the dude just kept sniffing
Quick turns with a little skid get drifting
Things be the same for the dudes who gets ripping
What I'm told, I don't feed the nose
I just take the hurt, flip it to my flows
Put this on my back cause you know this what I chose
Looking up to God so I'm not below my toes
I'm the underdog passed on, I don't think it'll last long, shit, don't think it'll last long
Doing pop to the trap songs, most of 'em I snapped on, shit, won't be the last one
I'm the underdog passed on, I don't think it'll last long, shit, won't think it'll last long
Doing pop to the trap songs, most of 'em I snapped on, shit
Won't be the last one, won't be the last one
Out the bed on a Sunday need a detox, but I don't detox
Belly full of booze with this beatbox
Dirt cheap vans what the feet rock
Flip down checks when you see socks
But I got the answer like Reeboks
Flex when I want, talk less
Like f*ckin' Brady in the pocket, where I talk best
I'll be overlooked til' I change to dust
Lotta women looking at me like I came to f*ck
Maybe true but let me tell you, you ain't gain my trust
Let me tell you it ain't love, it all came from lust
Lotta y'all gonna perceive me either two ways
Most times doomsday , little do they know I bump Wu-Tang
Ready for the lames at my neck f*ck what you say
Take it to the yard while y'all fake like a toupée
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No cape but I'm the underdog
Leash 'round my neck now its coming off
Turn all the L's to a hundred songs
Zig when they zag, something wrong?
Field full of hate up in fog, live like I don't know that
Lateral like throwback
I was down feeling out think I needed love back, but I don't
I was 12 with a jersey and my J's on
12 years later got the same on
Bitches blowing smoke like the vape on
All non existent, y'all politicians
Y'all follow parties and regurgitate the mission
I'm independent, I was up on y'all agenda then I bounced like went missing
Bounced like went missing, ounce just went in him
9 to 5's hell so the dude just kept sniffing
Quick turns with a little skid get drifting
Things be the same for the dudes who gets ripping
What I'm told, I don't feed the nose
I just take the hurt, flip it to my flows
Put this on my back cause you know this what I chose
Looking up to God so I'm not below my toes
I'm the underdog passed on, I don't think it'll last long, shit, don't think it'll last long
Doing pop to the trap songs, most of 'em I snapped on, shit, won't be the last one
I'm the underdog passed on, I don't think it'll last long, shit, won't think it'll last long
Doing pop to the trap songs, most of 'em I snapped on, shit
Won't be the last one, won't be the last one
Out the bed on a Sunday need a detox, but I don't detox
Belly full of booze with this beatbox
Dirt cheap vans what the feet rock
Flip down checks when you see socks
But I got the answer like Reeboks
Flex when I want, talk less
Like f*ckin' Brady in the pocket, where I talk best
I'll be overlooked til' I change to dust
Lotta women looking at me like I came to f*ck
Maybe true but let me tell you, you ain't gain my trust
Let me tell you it ain't love, it all came from lust
Lotta y'all gonna perceive me either two ways
Most times doomsday , little do they know I bump Wu-Tang
Ready for the lames at my neck f*ck what you say
Take it to the yard while y'all fake like a toupée
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Writer: Cody Bolan
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