Artist: Young Noble & Gage Gully f/ Crooked I Album: The Year of the Underdogz Song: Underdogz Typed by: westbingmanson@gmail.com [Chorus: Young Noble](X2) The big homie told me one thing and it went like this Get off your ass if you plan to be rich And this the year of the underdog feel it in the air Yeah, I can feel it in the air [Verse 1: Young Noble] In the town in that coupe That youngling on a stoop Soaked up the game Epitome of the truth I lead by example and do what I'm supposed to Count on me to always come through when the pressure's on Make no weapon form against them outlaws We soldiers of God, against all odds This the year of the underdog Still I rise, I told you niggas I will evolve And there's something more bigger Something more powerful More independent now They gonna pay me by the minute now Not just my blood My soul invested in this thing Failure's never been an option Get your paper, my nigga, we eating lobster Young Noble and Gage Gully Year of the underdog, real niggas ride with me [Chorus: Young Noble](X2) The big homie told me one thing and it went like this Get off your ass if you plan to be rich And this the year of the underdog feel it in the air Yeah, I can feel it in the air [Verse 2: Crooked I] It's the year of the underdog I'm rocking gym shorts and jays in this rap game 'Cause I come to ball Allergic to sleeping Niggas serving and scheming Yeah, I wonder y'all A sketchy nigga because my gun a draw Where I'm from little kids be shooting since laser tag By the time they 20 they martyrs or someone's baby's dad Cops wanna kill me 'cause I'm darker than a paper bag Parked the latest Jag by the police sergeant and made him mad Who cares what my enemies think? Long as I'm grinding till I'm literally bricks Till Bernini is giving me Meeks I'm hustling all night On so much caffeine I'm literally pissing out energy drinks And cruel love ain't a small thing That's why I'm on that hokey team shit Grinding till we all kings And them hating niggas have the mean muggers By screw facing our magazine covers We on, nigga [Chorus: Young Noble](X2) The big homie told me one thing and it went like this Get off your ass if you plan to be rich And this the year of the underdog feel it in the air Yeah, I can feel it in the air [Verse 3: Gage Gully] I don't sit in the house, projects We be getting them out I'm state to state Cross country when they living in doubt Can't be afraid to travel I'm a warrior, made to battle I'll take the stage Tear that motherfucker down 'cause I have you I'm popular with the dealers I probably could get you realer Or possible order still But tell your people we'll bill you Want it now, cash out In the streets back routes My movement that bow More traffic than a crack house More action over here Getting dough so that counts Getting drown, hustling days of the weak then pass out When they was trying to freestyle All I had was wee pows I'm on the concrete blocks, and Gully a beast now It's cold, I'm leaning for no reason, looking to bleed towns Soon as they catch on we taking the cream then bounce My team found oh so much to leave you barely seeing how Walking to queen mount, Gully, he chip a bean dream out [Chorus: Young Noble](X2) The big homie told me one thing and it went like this Get off your ass if you plan to be rich And this the year of the underdog feel it in the air Yeah, I can feel it in the air