Pouya — Torch

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Sleepin’ on the couch, just tryna get it how I live
I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit
Sellin’ weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know 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

Sleepin’ on the couch, just tryna get it how I live
I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit
Sellin’ weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know 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

Drinked a pint tonight, so all my nightmares gettin’ worse
Pussyboy don’t want it, man, this Uzi dick gon’ burst
Triple six forever, bitch, my lonely soul is cursed
And I’m only gettin’ money, swervin’ Porsches on the road
Bitch, I’m so twisted, these Perkys I’m takin’
Got love for no bitch, so hell no I’m not cakin’
Your clique they all fakin’, you people they hatin’
I’m six-figure stuntin’, my chain it keep weighin’
Totin’ my Nina, it’s spraying
My money stay pilin’, yours vacant (Skrrt)
No fronts, bitch, I only do payments
Fuck the show up ’til the blood hits the pavement

Sleepin’ on the couch, just tryna get it how I live
I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit
Sellin’ weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know 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

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
Yuh, fuck you and yo’ mama, bitch
I cannot relate, lil’ bitch
I’m sick of these faces, bitch
Everyone wanna be famous, bitch
FTP, bitch, suck my dick
Fuck around, get hit with the stick
Underground Underdog
Run around with a gun deep in my drawers

Sleepin’ on the couch, just tryna get it how I live
I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit
Sellin’ weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know 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