Never Miss a Layup
I'm not these other guys, baby I'm 10 toes for life
I'll be by your side, right by my brothers side
I'm not these other guys, baby I'm 10 toes for life
And I'll be by your side, I'll be right by your side
Coupe color cocaine like I said
Brains deep red
Come in with the chrome rims, maybe got the black
The son of a immigrant, of course I'm gettin bread
A bum to a businessman, of course I'm not upset
And I'm my only obstacle, nobody else a threat
Depression and anxiety, but they say that I'm next
And I know that they admire me, but I'm not one to flex
And I treat these vocals like a bitch, I get em wet
She gave me top religiously, I pray she gettin blessed
And I was on my knees Lord, when it went left
Had to dodge the blue lights, when my mindset was red
Stay prayed up, never miss a layup
10 toes down, til you touch on that paper
Fuck from round us if you won't help raise up
That bitch brought a pound, we gon burn it down and blaze up
I'm not these other guys, baby I'm 10 toes for life
I'll be by your side, right by my brothers side
I'm not these other guys, baby I'm 10 toes for life
And I'll be by your side, I'll be right by your side
(Coupe color cocaine like I said)
(Brains deep red)
(Come in with the chrome rims, maybe got the black)
(The son of a immigrant, of course I'm gettin bread)
I'll be by your side, right by my brothers side
I'm not these other guys, baby I'm 10 toes for life
And I'll be by your side, I'll be right by your side
Coupe color cocaine like I said
Brains deep red
Come in with the chrome rims, maybe got the black
The son of a immigrant, of course I'm gettin bread
A bum to a businessman, of course I'm not upset
And I'm my only obstacle, nobody else a threat
Depression and anxiety, but they say that I'm next
And I know that they admire me, but I'm not one to flex
And I treat these vocals like a bitch, I get em wet
She gave me top religiously, I pray she gettin blessed
And I was on my knees Lord, when it went left
Had to dodge the blue lights, when my mindset was red
Stay prayed up, never miss a layup
10 toes down, til you touch on that paper
Fuck from round us if you won't help raise up
That bitch brought a pound, we gon burn it down and blaze up
I'm not these other guys, baby I'm 10 toes for life
I'll be by your side, right by my brothers side
I'm not these other guys, baby I'm 10 toes for life
And I'll be by your side, I'll be right by your side
(Coupe color cocaine like I said)
(Brains deep red)
(Come in with the chrome rims, maybe got the black)
(The son of a immigrant, of course I'm gettin bread)
Credits
Writer(s): Arman Shams
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