Jordan Year
Yea!
Walk in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Step in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Stomp in this bitch
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
Back when my job description
Was having no pot to piss in
My patnas said I was different
My pops just thought I was tripping
I always thought I was gifted
Now everybody gon' get it
Hol' up
Trickling out the system
Ain't asking for no permission
This ass whooping gon finish ya
As for y'all niggas who
Never did get the principle
Y'all be seeing me after school
One call my dogs will beat 'em all
They rush in like Soviets
If I say it, then so be it
Took too long
So it's this Michelin
Flow that's gon' piss you off
Know you a shish kebab
You getting cooked is all
Yet this is raw, Ironic
MISFIT so Iconic
Y'all be so bionic
This be so
Outta the ordinary
More than scary
Y'all be thrown in a mortuary
Walk in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Step in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Stomp in this bitch
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
Hop right off of the bench
And then slap my coach in the face
Strut myself on top of the court then proceed to drop eighty-eight
Middle finger up to their team
Take a piss in their Gatorade
Hol' up
Hol' up
Hol' up
Now it is pay to play
And the prices are now insane
Pay the price and pick up the dice
It's your life that we gonna take
Some advice is keep out the way
Take a hike or die where you lay
Call- call it a grave mistake
Fidgetin' with the synonyms
Enemies take ya place
Keep aligned with my fire or
Dire events will take
All of you off this planet
Fuck a home-court advantage
I grow what you took for granted
I'm gonna ball regardless
Feel like two-three
Compete with my hardest
Pass my trophy
And greet me with caution
Please, I go Spaulding
Brrrrrr! My phone ringing
This is my calling!
Walk in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Step in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Stomp in this bitch
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year (Feels good to be home)
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year (Feels good to be home)
And we gon' ball
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
Walk in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Step in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Stomp in this bitch
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
Back when my job description
Was having no pot to piss in
My patnas said I was different
My pops just thought I was tripping
I always thought I was gifted
Now everybody gon' get it
Hol' up
Trickling out the system
Ain't asking for no permission
This ass whooping gon finish ya
As for y'all niggas who
Never did get the principle
Y'all be seeing me after school
One call my dogs will beat 'em all
They rush in like Soviets
If I say it, then so be it
Took too long
So it's this Michelin
Flow that's gon' piss you off
Know you a shish kebab
You getting cooked is all
Yet this is raw, Ironic
MISFIT so Iconic
Y'all be so bionic
This be so
Outta the ordinary
More than scary
Y'all be thrown in a mortuary
Walk in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Step in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Stomp in this bitch
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
Hop right off of the bench
And then slap my coach in the face
Strut myself on top of the court then proceed to drop eighty-eight
Middle finger up to their team
Take a piss in their Gatorade
Hol' up
Hol' up
Hol' up
Now it is pay to play
And the prices are now insane
Pay the price and pick up the dice
It's your life that we gonna take
Some advice is keep out the way
Take a hike or die where you lay
Call- call it a grave mistake
Fidgetin' with the synonyms
Enemies take ya place
Keep aligned with my fire or
Dire events will take
All of you off this planet
Fuck a home-court advantage
I grow what you took for granted
I'm gonna ball regardless
Feel like two-three
Compete with my hardest
Pass my trophy
And greet me with caution
Please, I go Spaulding
Brrrrrr! My phone ringing
This is my calling!
Walk in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Step in this bitch (Feels good to be home)
Stomp in this bitch
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year (Feels good to be home)
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year (Feels good to be home)
And we gon' ball
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
And we gon' ball
Jordan Year
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Gilbert
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