UNDEFEATED - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Look out, Veno)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)

[Verse 1]

Nigga, I'm undefeated, streets ain't beat me, the police neither

I ain't got no sympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin'

I ain't no motherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demons

I spent whole weeks in a beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin'

Call my baby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces"

Lethal injection by the needle

I ain't force nothin' on my peoplе and they ain't force it on me nеither

We both addicts, so we equals and so I feel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'em

Fuck permission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealer

Tryna teach my lil' one focus 'cause it's easy to forget the mission

And the difference is in love and loyalty ain't commitment

And to give it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'

[Chorus]

When you a real street nigga (Real street nigga), barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)

Dog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)

You a shootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star wisher), all night spinner (All night spinner)

On permission, sittin' in the trenches tryna get richer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh

Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh

Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh

All night sittin' on they ass tryna be my— yeah

[Verse 2]

It's overstood not to sleep 'til it's good, even then, it ain't great as it should

You helped me shake off these drugs, I mean, it was what it was

But I'm done ventin', finished, streets ain't got no love

High, solo in my truck, tryna pass Red the blunt

Watch him walk up on me, stunned, slowly reach for my gun

Too big to go like Pun

I'ma land one in the lung or on a neck or a tongue just 'cause I can't lose

Gotta keep 'em clean, go to school in my play shoes

"You're welcome's" but no "Thank you's," got me thinkin' like, "Thank who?"

Most that shit was fake, but I do thank God for his grace

And makin' me starve, so I ate by the time they overfilled my plate

Even Pluto said I'm great, he wan' help me change my fate

Took a monster out on tour just for the world to know my face

Fifty-six nights straight, I go in beast mode for that pape'

This a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a race

Only real niggas relate and you ain't one if you can't, mm, mm

[Interlude]

I know this shit gettin' real stressful for whole your career too, you know? This whole situation right here

I just want you to know, even though I ain't, I ain't, I ain't givin' up on this yet

Just keep that shit, ain't sloppy

I ain't stoppin', I ain't breakin' down or nothin', nigga

You know?

Yeah, yeah, yeah