Hands up, throw me up against the wall
Just to prove to yall, that i can ball
Try anyway you can cry or you can play
6 months, right back on the damn block anyway
I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel
(ball so hard) this shit weird, we ain't even s'posed to be here
I read about napoleon hill and try to know god
Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot
Unify them, mob through, take over and
The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined
I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses
I found myself losing focus at a sunday service
The things they say went a little too far
I can play binary search better than guitar
I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt
The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined
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