Free Throw (feat. Trippin, Shea Stadium & SoulByDaPound)

Young nigga turned into a grown nigga
Had to get that cheat code
Had to serve that time
Paid my dues
I was just Chico
Go uptown and hit Naz crib
Man I need like three O's
It's about to go down bitch
Down like a free throw

No more hakuna matata for niggas
My hustle like hurry up get to the bag
Timing is money and I can't afford to be wasting no more of it
Feeling all bad
I want a savings account for the son and the daughter
The ones that I never did had
Just a lil glimpse of the future
My prayers to the Ruler
My kids got the riches no rag shit
You on some wack shit
You shoot a free throw
You on some Shaq shit
I'm getting green though
But shootin' this shit like it's practice
I got a cheat code
My niggas is shootin' with magic
Poof Boof
Niggas is rollin' the boof
Watch how I stroll in the booth
Show you we cook in the stu
I got a crack in my tooth
Got it from back in my youth
I was just actin' a fool
Show you what lackin' will do
Don't lack
I'm from the city, the towns
I'll show you just how we get down
I see a new face, gave a pound
Yeah Yeah Woah
Saving the daps for the real ones
I'll blow a bag for a real one
I'll toe a tag for a real one
Facts

Young nigga turned into a grown nigga
Had to get that cheat code
Had to serve that time
Paid my dues
I was just Chico
Go uptown and hit Naz crib
Man I need like three O's
It's about to go down bitch
Down like a free throw

I'm running it up on the bucks like I'm Jimmy
I got that stuff, no gimmicks
C-P the way I dish it
I already know that it's hittin'
OG
Puff, pump, pass
My team got this whole shit smokin'
We ain't the type to be chokin'
Moment of silence for Kobe
You know this gas
Look at the way that it ash
I'm dusting the comp
And I'm talking trash
And I'm walking brash
I put up the cash
I been in my bag
I get to the racks like Giannis
Stepping in something foreign
I call it euro steppin'
Flexin'
I played the block like Hakeem
What's shakin'
Don't play with that rock around here
We'll take it
That's a break
You're mistaken
You're a plate and I'm scrapin'
Hall of fame shit
Gettin' off dubs got basic
Now I make plays more dangerous
To make bank quick
I don't got no damn time to play games kid
We need wagers
I'm a grown man
All about my paper
Ball out like Lakers
No free smoke
When you get this work, I need payment

Young nigga turned into a grown nigga
Had to get that cheat code
Had to serve that time
Paid my dues
I was just Chico
Go uptown and hit Naz crib
Man I need like three O's
It's about to go down bitch
Down like a free throw

Been broke for far too long
This ain't the same old song
Top of the world to beyond
The struggle help raise the strong
From Chico to the cheat code
Crack the code, then hit road
In stealth mode
Story told
Now behold
How a rose
Grew from the concrete
Fought to earn my keep
Glitch, don't overheat
'Cause money sure do speak