Under My Belt

[Verse 1]

This shit for my niggas down in Georgia
People wanna be cool but they really don't support ya
Damn I drive that Sube
But I really need that Porsche
Snakes all in my view
But I'm just trying to keep it cordial
Oab ain't droppin' music
I ain't tryna force it
Damn I'm still confused from my mom and pops divorcing
Feel Like Lose, Lose
I get up and dust it off me
Even when in school
I was never really cocky

[Chorus]

I just needed time to find myself
And to share that Swellth
Had to get some help
Couple wins under my belt
Couple wins under my belt
X2

Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
(Whattup) Yeah, Yeah
(Oh Yeah, Yeah) Yeah, Yeah
Uh

[Verse 2]

I don't give a damn about a blog post
If you post me much love
If you don't nigga FUCK YOU
No Matter Where I'm Going
Where I'm At
How I'm Dressed
How I'm Feeling
Niggas Always going to judge you
I ain't got time for that
Lock me in the stu and write rhymes to that
Share that Swellth and just be yourself
Had to tell them niggas no Crime for that
Many complain of identity crisis
Comparing contrasting whose clothes is the nicest
Nigga get some wins under your belt
Guarenteed wins will definitely help
I done been through a lot of shit
But I'm still here
I remember as a youngin' niggas listen real weird
Niggas ain't really expect
My flows cause my intellect

[Chorus]