Sideline Story

I put my heart and soul in this game, I'm feeling drained
Unappreciated, unalleviated
Tired of coming up short fuck abbreviated
Want my whole name spelt out, my old pain spilt out
No pain no gain, I blow brains Cobain
Throat flames Liu Kang, the coach ain't help out so
I call my own shots, I'm David Blaine
I'm breaking out of my own box
You stay the same
But homie if you change may you change for the better
Back when Martin King had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was dreaming
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was scheming
Still loved him just enough to put up with the cheating
Months go by and only see him for a weekend so-
I say a prayer hope my girl ain't leavin
We all got angels, we all got demons
As you fall through the club
Bad bitches down to do all the above
Money come fast so being hungry don't last
Til you look in the mirror and you saw who you was
Cole world it couldn't be more clearer
The time is now it couldn't be more here-er
My reign gon' last like three, four eras
Say hello to the real, I can be your hero

Ay' imma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't looking back
I know they gon feel it like they tank on E
I promise baby you can bet the bank on me
Cuz ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon be no more
Thinking imma fall don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sideline

Up in first class laugh even though it ain't funny
See a white man wonder how the fuck I got money
While he sit in coach, hate to see me walk past him
Young, black, pants sag, headphones blastin
Know what he askin
How did he manage
With all the cards against him he used them to his advantage
Slang we be speakin prolly sounding like Spanish
Then I fuck they heads up when a nigga show manners
Some New York niggas thought it was funny calling us Bama
Laughin at the grammar cuz they didn't understand us
Musta thought we slow but little do they know
I came up here to take advantage of that shit yall take for granted
Opportunity that I would kill for
Lookin at rappers like what the fuck you got a deal for
When I was ass out wit my funds low
It's nice to know I have the whole world at my front door

Ay' imma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't looking back
I know they gon feel it like they tank on E
I promise baby you can bet the bank on me
Cuz ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon be no more
Thinking imma fall don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sideline

I made it to the rock even though they try box me out
I got the key to the game they try lock me out
But what they don't understand is this is all planned
It's a bigger picture and you can't photoshop me out
Some nigga ask me why Jay never shout me out
Like I'm sposed to give a fuck
Don't you know that I be out in France
Where the fans throw they hands like Pacquiao
Not cuz my looks, cuz my hooks can knock Rocky out
And my lines is designed from the heart
Young Simba been a lion from the start
Dumb niggas y'all been lying from the start
My life like a movie, truly
And these niggas is dying for the part but-
You never play me like Lebron vs. Jordan
20 years wonder who they gon say was more important
Both changed the game
Came through and made a lane
Who's to say that whose greater
All we know they ain't the same

Ay' imma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't looking back
I know they gon feel it like they tank on E
I promise baby you can bet the bank on me
Cuz ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon be no more
Thinking imma fall don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sideline