My Kinda Party

Standing on a fraction of the work I put in
Matching every worthless bit of traction that I got from wiggin
Back behind the basket making swishes and the clapping feeling different
Cuz they stagnant wit the rhythm but I mastered every dribble move and facet to the game
Precision passes, quick decisions

Had to get my vision up to bat - I had to practice back to back
And every laugh would make me madder
Never mattered
Let the latter be the fact of every matter
Cuz the chatter only gathered all the pieces that were shattered
Had me sadder than a bitch
Put it back together wit a stitch

Got it to a T
Gotta let it be
What I look like letting you disrupt me?
Man, bitch please
I rather grit teeth, push through and succeed



Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Valentin
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