Underestimate

I'm a teen still rapping like a pro

People tell me I got nothing watch me come up with way more

Old Youngin came from struggle still got underestimaters

I guess these people just come from being haters

Wrote three songs all in one day

Wake up early just to make a change

But then again I'm just a kid from the streets they say

Watch Munson come and spit rhymes just like Kanye

You convinced yet? I belong in this rap world

Don't get it bended or twisted like a chocolate swirl

Still going we're just entering the rocket ship

Blast off shoot the shot man I'll never miss

Fire like a dragon cold like snow

I got no type of movement but it'll still flow

We wanna get all in this game and it might happen slow

I don't think I'm done rapping but I'll just go-

Underestimated watch my rap game get elevation

I'm itching for the fame and I am so impatient

I don't care I already know we got luck from our famous nation

Making it each day is something like a graduation

York Peppermint so cold just without sensation

One group one language no translation

I'm on fire I just killed it Kevin Hart just Let Me Explain

I feel me gain but I never feel myself in pain

Alright Alright Alright you gone learn today

In this rap game there's no moving you gotta stay

Goodbye to the bottom and hello to the top

We get it straight up no filters or no need to crop

No rehersal and we got no reason to have a prop

This isn't TV but we Shake it Up no mentos we just like a pop

I think I'm done but this Nitrous in my system

My rhymes are so dangerous I fear them

Rest in Peace to all my family laying underground

Before rap I was lost but good news now I'm found

Why people gotta go before you spill your heart to them

You want to say it but now the pain adds up something like a stem

For all the people that say I couldn't make it

I'm going to the top and I won't ever quit

Yes I do. I mean all of it when I say this

When I'm getting cheese I gotta make sure that it's not swiss

I'm going harder than LeBron in the paint

Rappers lined up in rows but I'm sure we not saints

Get it? Saints row. No need for explaining

This is a freestyle I don't know why I'm training

Rick Ross and Meek Mill with a type beat

I want my fame so big way bigger than Shaq's feet

This whole rap I didn't mention my old homie

Because it's Old Youngin' we get it cheesy macaroni

Yeah, I turn on like a light switch

I turn off but I don't quit

I'll tell but I'm no snitch

Rap slow barely rap quick

Ludacris got fast ish

But let me tell you boy I'm like fabric

I'm helpful for a lot of stuff

And I don't know why Drake said he got the midas touch

I'll get serious about this stuff boy I don't play around

I'm getting money plus a new sound

Left right up whatever but it's never down

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

They can never hold me down

Puff puff puff, shutdown uptown