Balboa w/ Raps and Riffs (Raps and Riffs Flip)

Alright, what's happening out there?

He's winning

I see three of them out there

Hit the one in the middle

Right!!

I was down for the count, but I bounced back

Call me Balboa

This that underdog rap

Makin' music for the black sheep

Got the fuck up out the backseat

You didn't know?

I was down for the count, but I bounced back

Call me Balboa

This that underdog rap

Makin' music for the black sheep

Got the fuck up out the backseat

Now you know

I was down for the count but I bounced back

I traded in the Fetty

Cuz I got sick of shootin' dope and countin' pennies

And havin' frenemies that say that they're your friends

But they disappear *poof* soon as you don't got the ends

I'm on the mend, I ain't perfect yet

And they ain't close the curtain yet

So I'ma grind till my purpose met

Percolate on the lessons learned

Circulate the plate as the sensimilla burns

It's my turn, I done waited long enough, bitch!

Been through enough shit to earn a number one hit

A punk kid, just a drug addicted dropout

Locked down in the cell block at the cop house

But now I'm makin' waves, surfin' algorithms

Spotify, Tik-Tok, Instagram, I'm in 'em

And I'm the real underdog, but you know what they say

Every dog's got it's day

I was down for the count, but I bounced back

Call me Balboa

This that underdog rap

Makin' music for the black sheep

Got the fuck up out the backseat

You didn't know?

I was down for the count, but I bounced back

Call me Balboa

This that underdog rap

Makin' music for the black sheep

Got the fuck up out the backseat

Now you know

I was down for the count but I bounced back

I didn't fit with my class, I wasn't like y'all

Hangin' out with the older homies, post up on the sidewalk

At the on cue, the eight ball, got a eyeball

What's up with the plug, got a Swisher, got a light bulb

You don't want it, Dewey, think I walk hard

I hard to walk when defendant caught me off guard

I ain't stressing if they testing like tornado sirens

My test strips I apply for like a able license

That's a liquor license, that's a legal drug

But bartending doesn't pay like the illegal stuff

When you pay the piper habits that my homies had

Habits like it's vices with the sickness that it made him pass

Rest in paradise, Michael always had my back

I'ma pay you back, but I try and just clean up my act

Always said make the most of the time we had

This time I threw away the bag just so I can make it last

I was down for the count, but I bounced back

Call me Balboa

This that underdog rap

Makin' music for the black sheep

Got the fuck up out the backseat

You didn't know?

I was down for the count, but I bounced back

Call me Balboa

This that underdog rap

Makin' music for the black sheep

Got the fuck up out the backseat

Now you know

I was down for the count but I bounced back