9 A.M the Underdog - Doctor Strange (feat. Amir Jackson) Lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Uh-huh, uh

The way they threw me in the mix
They just assumed that it would stick
Life get gloomy when it hit
I need more room inside this clip
I ain't moving with no crips
But I get blue around this bitch
Shawty drooling on the tip
Headshot, headshot
Got his noodles on my kicks
You ain't touching all my land
You just flew around that shit
If he playing with my bread
Don't think we cool when nothing is
He getting shady on the web
I think he Googling for grips
And now he bout to lose his cool
Like he went and got his ice snatched
How you take somebody's life over a dice match
Man, I think it's stupid really
But I hold so many grudges better shoot to kill me
They let him off with just a warning
But they knew he guilty
Swear I never met a cop that wouldn't do you filthy
Pretty bitches, but I f*ck her with a blind fold
I feel like Dr. Strange the way I spend my time stoned
It hurt to see somebody living out your greatest dreams
It be the wealthiest that say it ain't the way it seems
Blowing piles of that kush it's like we raking leaves
Busta Rhymes, I make her ride it till she break her knees
Wait, I think it's break ya neck
40 minutes, what I took gon' start to take effect
I have you running for your life, boy, get your shit together
Now he a lil wheesy like the greatest rapper ever
I never left, but in a way, I guess I'm back and better
Whack and bitter motherf*ckers can't be active with us
Pulling toys, and now he stiffer than an action figure
Your whole existence getting rolled up in a pack of swishers
If I don't got it, he gon' keep it in his waist belt
Type of heaters that could really make your face melt
My shooters got so many mags, it's magnificent
The mag's infinite, I brag different, I'm Cash Nicholson
You probably wouldn't even have it if you f*cking held it
Your whole team is full of bitches like the f*cking Celtics
Whoever's with you when I pull up, I send you to hell with
The way I got these bitches screaming, you thought I was Elvis
When them twins get to flashing, might cause epilepsy
I could listen to them raps, but they just don't impress me
Shawty barely know my name, she think I'm young and sexy
I should move up out the city, way it's getting messy
Swear with every line I say, I'm feeling super saiyan
I should've dropped this shit in May, I'm like the f*cking mayor
I always know to keep a caution, cause the cops gon' lay low
Don't fall in love when she throw pussy like a hot potato
They putting O's upon your head, but that is not a halo
Now you running to the feds, that pussy talking fables
Yeah, that's all I got to say though

Look, they say this wasn't my time
Like I ain't out here every night on my grind
Where you at work by six and never make it home before five
Jackets got you out your pockets like you standing on ice
Streets never nice
Only serving sugar, no spice
No change in my pocket
Looking for a lick, yeah I'm robbing
Creeping and crawling
Niggas in the streets like a possum
We pick em and pop em
Looking at a G who's accomplished
I'm straight out of Compton
You don't know a thing about losses
I bang for the set
And watch my homies hang by they necks
Slugs to the chest
Die at early age at best
Pictures is vivid
Cause everything I said I done lived it
No killers in prison
Ready to get out and go get em
Let's see how you living, the men here eating mud out the trenches
A 12 pack of gizzards, any beat they come by and visit
The hustle is real, came from where we scuffle for meals
The cops in the veils, and they don't wanna take you to jail