Yeah woah
This is amazing
Popped the ceiling
Though I was playin
I couldn't fake this
Feel like I made it
And I knew
When I'm rolling with the crew I can't lose
Back when Kay still had the bracelet on his shoe
Don't you step up now I might call the troops
Back in A-Town I was driving Mission Road
Traffic moving slow so I'm thinking bout the gold
Horns in their hands and they throw it at my throat
Put it on my head cause I wanna be the GOAT
I don't gloat
Only time I yell is at my shows
Only time I flex is at Palazzo
But I still gotta stunt where I go
Yea you notice me
Work too hard so you know it's me
10 on our back so it's no retreat
When we walk in want the crowd to be
Yeah woah
This is amazing
Popped the ceiling
Though I was playin
I couldn't fake this
Feel like I made it
And I knew
When I'm rolling with the crew I can't lose
Back when Kay still had the bracelet on his shoe
Don't you step up now I might call the troops
Remember AND1 on my shorts
NBA dreams on my mind yeah of course
Hoopin in the rain back up in South Courts
Played the forward so I kept it movin forward
And I knew
What it do
Hit my crew
Skrrrt
Call my troops
You always got to see it through
They hating on my credo
Let go of my ego
See the numbers see the profits
I put it on my keynote
Damn I swear that they don't understand, blood on my hands and the blood is from a foreign land
Swear to God I went so HAM, thought of being broke so I had to take command
Change of plans, hopped out of the trenches
Kept the sand, sprinkle in my verses
Capitan, follow my ambitions
We on 10, cruisin down on Mission