(verse 1)
You flip the page, But I skip a chapter
Light the fire up, my reactor
Hit the power up, Imma pass ya
You cling on my jet, spider catch ya
You claim a new suit, money matters
But I don’t care about the shiny platters
Yeah call me Kendrick, With a humble pattern
Got a golden ring? Imma call you Saturn
It’s friendly fire, with the safety off
I’m the buyer, you be standing soft
Imma bring it higher, classified the cost
Like Frank and Mike, break the ice and frost
Cause m-i-s takes never cross
My m-i-n-d, never lost
On Lian Yu, with a sunken yacht
Or a taxi cab, in a parking lot
And I don’t have no, sympathy
For idiotic people, trying to be
Different than who they meant to be
You think God messed up? I would disagree
Cause you’re from the dirt, it’s ain’t a pretty thing
You were never made to be a living perfect being
And the closest call to looking perfectly
Is watching pitch perfect on a DVD
And nobody thinking I’m coming, they just be tearing wall
And basically this is my tribute, before I be starting to fall
Momentum be shifting, failing the mission, holding a medicine ball
But I let it go, my fear doesn’t grow, expand my assembly hall
(Pre-hook)
I get visions, of my future on
And I be nervous for the path I’m on
But I I gotta live the present and present on
Unless I'm gonna worry bout the day I’m gone
And people in the past, I can’t shut em out
But if your mind be in the past, Imma show you out
Keep up on the path, it’s the present route
And it ain’t never gonna copy paste my recent doubt
(Hook)
Cause time and time again, I be living low (Living low)
Like the depth of sea, that be pretty low (Pretty low)
And every time I start above but I’m swept below (Swept below)
I-I keeping on getting caught in the undertow (The undertow)
Cause time and time again, I be living low (Living low)
Like the depth of sea, that be pretty low (Pretty low)
And every time I start above but I’m swept below (Swept below)
I-I keeping on getting caught in the undertow (The undertow)
(verse 2)
Never running from enemies, that be the reason for farming the wood
And vigorously, I be ducking from pennies, the Empire State, cause they could
Throw me in a grave, with Lincoln, I’m saved, bury the scent in the hood
I’m better off hitting a cup on my knee, and calling it good
And I will get into the ring, not to sing, but to throw a few punches around
Negrito and and Franco be tying and my opponent be out less than a round
And Logan Paul, KSI, end in a tie
And my guy will make barely a sound
So think again, blink again, bury the thought of you topping me into ground
(Pre-hook)
I get visions, of my future on
And I be nervous for the path I’m on
But I I gotta live the present and present on
Unless I'm gonna worry bout the day I’m gone
And people in the past, I can’t shut em out
But if your mind be in the past, Imma show you out
Keep up on the path, it’s the present route
And it ain’t never gonna copy paste my recent doubt
(Hook)
Cause time and time again, I be living low (Living low)
Like the depth of sea, that be pretty low (Pretty low)
And every time I start above but I’m swept below (Swept below)
I-I keeping on getting caught in the undertow (The undertow)
Cause time and time again, I be living low (Living low)
Like the depth of sea, that be pretty low (Pretty low)
And every time I start above but I’m swept below (Swept below)
I-I keeping on getting caught in the undertow (The undertow)
(Outro)
Yeah, yeah, I-I keep on getting caught in the undertow
Yeah, in the-under-tow, yeah
