- Pouya Torch 歌词
- Fat Nick 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 *******t
Selling **** 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
Drink a pint a night, so all my nightmares getting worse
******* boy don't want it man, this uzi **** gon' burst
Triple six forever be my lonely soul is cursed
And I'm only gettin' money swervin' Porsches on the road
******* are twisted, keep [?]
No **** ******* I owe you no payments
I love when a ******* I don't know in the game
For the sure, till' there's blood in the pavement
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 *******t
Selling **** 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
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 *******
Underground Underdog, better beware when I geeked on these rappers right under their chair
**** you and yo mama *******
I cannot relate little *******
I'm sick of these faces, *******
Everyone wanna be famous, *******
FTP, *******, suck my ****
**** around, get hit with the stick
Underground Underdog run around with a gun deep in my drawers
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 *******t
Selling **** 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
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