Intro
My grandma told me I was a star, the other night in my dream
She said baby you've came so far
My 1st nature my second life probably how imma feel
When I lift the veil on my second wife
Plight given I've risen so I was born for this surviving since
Before I could breathe they tried to abortion him
Lebron on the break is me in this booth nigga!
08 Paul Pierce I Am THE TRUTH NIGGA!
No speculation I'm mentioned among the legends
It's uncouth but ya resumes don't warrant the merit
I would wager the crib on E.Q nigga!
If I eat him and Crystal gonna eat too nigga!
Rarely listen but always hear tho, damage can happen accepting everything in the earlobe
Some friend some foe, both have clear roles
Both follow guidelines, claim it's you who they're here for
It's funny how fame and money can steer souls
Living in a gauntlet of deception you appear cold
Insurance money straight so I have nothing for fear for
Success nor death tho the latter was almost here tho
I'm Ben Simmons, feeling like i'm the next Kobe
Or Brandon Ingram heart colder than Monster Kody
School is over the future is at a moment's notice
While i'm at it I might well put the league on notice
Anything less than a legend is failure, that's just how I was raised
I don't know what to tell ya
I'm bout to get drafted, my skills were the measure
Now tell me how you like my suit and the way that it's tailored
My mama told me, you were born to be a star
The whole worlds gonna see just who you are
No holding punches, hit the game and leave a scar
As far as I can remember
I've been choppin obstacles down, plant my feet and tellin out timber
Swish nothing but net
Make hits and runnin them bases
I been throwin perfect spirals
Since my fingers fit on them laces
Watch me kill the game
You should see the look on y'all faces
And you best not leave me open
I take shots and pass on the chasers
Hand down man down nigga
Only the strong will stick around nigga
I got my eye on that pylon
Not gon leave the red zone until I'm on
I belong
Major league, skill set professional
Stand firm for all these charges Ima draw
Anyone who having doubts, I'll show them all
It's time for me to ball
Watch in awe
I belong
Major league, skill set professional
Stand firm for all these charges Ima draw
Anyone who having doubts, I'll show them all
It's time for me to ball
Watch in awe
It's time for me to ball
Watch in awe
She said baby you've came so far
My 1st nature my second life probably how imma feel
When I lift the veil on my second wife
Plight given I've risen so I was born for this surviving since
Before I could breathe they tried to abortion him
Lebron on the break is me in this booth nigga!
08 Paul Pierce I Am THE TRUTH NIGGA!
No speculation I'm mentioned among the legends
It's uncouth but ya resumes don't warrant the merit
I would wager the crib on E.Q nigga!
If I eat him and Crystal gonna eat too nigga!
Rarely listen but always hear tho, damage can happen accepting everything in the earlobe
Some friend some foe, both have clear roles
Both follow guidelines, claim it's you who they're here for
It's funny how fame and money can steer souls
Living in a gauntlet of deception you appear cold
Insurance money straight so I have nothing for fear for
Success nor death tho the latter was almost here tho
I'm Ben Simmons, feeling like i'm the next Kobe
Or Brandon Ingram heart colder than Monster Kody
School is over the future is at a moment's notice
While i'm at it I might well put the league on notice
Anything less than a legend is failure, that's just how I was raised
I don't know what to tell ya
I'm bout to get drafted, my skills were the measure
Now tell me how you like my suit and the way that it's tailored
My mama told me, you were born to be a star
The whole worlds gonna see just who you are
No holding punches, hit the game and leave a scar
As far as I can remember
I've been choppin obstacles down, plant my feet and tellin out timber
Swish nothing but net
Make hits and runnin them bases
I been throwin perfect spirals
Since my fingers fit on them laces
Watch me kill the game
You should see the look on y'all faces
And you best not leave me open
I take shots and pass on the chasers
Hand down man down nigga
Only the strong will stick around nigga
I got my eye on that pylon
Not gon leave the red zone until I'm on
I belong
Major league, skill set professional
Stand firm for all these charges Ima draw
Anyone who having doubts, I'll show them all
It's time for me to ball
Watch in awe
I belong
Major league, skill set professional
Stand firm for all these charges Ima draw
Anyone who having doubts, I'll show them all
It's time for me to ball
Watch in awe
It's time for me to ball
Watch in awe
Credits
Writer(s): Triune & E.q
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