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Jordan D. Mitchell - UNDERESTIMATED Lyrics



Jordan D. Mitchell - UNDERESTIMATED Lyrics




I know a lot nigga hate, Cuz I'm at where they aint
I know a lot of bitches mad, they expected second dates
Lil bitch do too much, you aint a ten you an 8
Heaven gotta wait, take me when my family straight
I got ex bitches with kids wishing I was they baby daddy
I got the opps on standby tryna make me a casualty
I had snakes in the grass, they don't last, thought we family?
Pushed me to side like we aint ride when shit got mainey
Bitch I'm that nigga, don't be ignorant to facts
Difference between me and them is how I bounce back
Move in silence, then I strike, energy is matched
It's f*ck you and yo homies, on my granny bitch I mean that
Back stabbed and stabbed back, get blast at
Free Pookie, bitch his books is where my cash at
Weird ass bitches, gold diggers, really bum bitches
Hating ass niggas envy me, the hustle comes with it


Niggas hate the come up, they praying for my down fall,
Pull out with my gun tucked, pray it ain't a shoot out
Started from bottom, When mama couldn't pay the rent
When the faucet dripped lead you woulda thought we was in flint
I'm tired broke of being broke nigga, might kick down some doors nigga
Half da homies dead or locked up this ain't no joke nigga
Light is looking dim, and my decisions costed my soul nigga
Had to flip a bag but how I get it you'll never know nigga
Had to raise ourselves, aunty was post with them dope dealers
I started banging blue, when rent was due, I didn't know better
Said I won't be shit, but little bitch this is my love letter
Made it out gutter, free my brothers, on my mother
Ex tried to lock me up, I beat the case, F*ck yo allegations
Lying on my name it suicide, the funeral was vacant
I dont reach for stars, bitch the galaxy I came to take it
Underestimated, underrated bitch I still I made it


You ain't ever tote a chopper, niggas die infront they mamas
We used to carrying coffins, filled with the bodies of our partners
Its a warzone in these ghettos, it feels like Palestine, Gaza
Niggas dying everyday, RIP to all my soldiers
Got no time to a run fade, grave playing with my commas
We'll see better days, Cuhz I put that on my mama
People dying everyday, funerals feel too f*ckin common
Made it past 25, my niggas died, god ain't call us
I seen niggas get depressed slide on ops with out a vest
Blew a hole inside his chest, he was dead upon request
We Was smoking near Van Buskirk, before the guns made us runners
Death never gave us closure, when we lost those we called brothers
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I know a lot nigga hate, Cuz I'm at where they aint
I know a lot of bitches mad, they expected second dates
Lil bitch do too much, you aint a ten you an 8
Heaven gotta wait, take me when my family straight
I got ex bitches with kids wishing I was they baby daddy
I got the opps on standby tryna make me a casualty
I had snakes in the grass, they don't last, thought we family?
Pushed me to side like we aint ride when shit got mainey
Bitch I'm that nigga, don't be ignorant to facts
Difference between me and them is how I bounce back
Move in silence, then I strike, energy is matched
It's f*ck you and yo homies, on my granny bitch I mean that
Back stabbed and stabbed back, get blast at
Free Pookie, bitch his books is where my cash at
Weird ass bitches, gold diggers, really bum bitches
Hating ass niggas envy me, the hustle comes with it


Niggas hate the come up, they praying for my down fall,
Pull out with my gun tucked, pray it ain't a shoot out
Started from bottom, When mama couldn't pay the rent
When the faucet dripped lead you woulda thought we was in flint
I'm tired broke of being broke nigga, might kick down some doors nigga
Half da homies dead or locked up this ain't no joke nigga
Light is looking dim, and my decisions costed my soul nigga
Had to flip a bag but how I get it you'll never know nigga
Had to raise ourselves, aunty was post with them dope dealers
I started banging blue, when rent was due, I didn't know better
Said I won't be shit, but little bitch this is my love letter
Made it out gutter, free my brothers, on my mother
Ex tried to lock me up, I beat the case, F*ck yo allegations
Lying on my name it suicide, the funeral was vacant
I dont reach for stars, bitch the galaxy I came to take it
Underestimated, underrated bitch I still I made it


You ain't ever tote a chopper, niggas die infront they mamas
We used to carrying coffins, filled with the bodies of our partners
Its a warzone in these ghettos, it feels like Palestine, Gaza
Niggas dying everyday, RIP to all my soldiers
Got no time to a run fade, grave playing with my commas
We'll see better days, Cuhz I put that on my mama
People dying everyday, funerals feel too f*ckin common
Made it past 25, my niggas died, god ain't call us
I seen niggas get depressed slide on ops with out a vest
Blew a hole inside his chest, he was dead upon request
We Was smoking near Van Buskirk, before the guns made us runners
Death never gave us closure, when we lost those we called brothers
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Writer: Jordan D Mitchell
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