Jalen Rose

I've been serving fire on the hell block
Since I was knee-high to a water bug
Damn near pulled a hamstring, blew my knee out
First time I ever caught a run
It was all or none and I was all-in with the fiends, tryna serve all of 'em
We was never into chasing clout
See my haters out and I'ma ball on 'em

.223s left the paint chipped
227, know we change shit
Niggas know the whole gang rich
Gutter lane and I don't lane switch
All blue strips, fuck a bank slip
We be game timing, but this ain't Twitch
Lil' cuddy fighting four attempts
Hit the double frame on thе same switch

Dropping bags off big as Saint Nick
They say, "Bojack, that nigga can't miss"
Hear all thеse niggas say that they in the streets
And they on gang shit but it ain't this
Slightly different plot with the same twist top
I be whipping different pots with the same wristwatch
Grinding, chillin' in the spot, had the chance to lift locks

Got custis all through Southwest, got clio calling off the East
Got clux with nine off the fent', got fido barking off the leash
Told me if I'm gon' pay for five, that mean he gon' have to leave ten
To get to know me now, had to know me then, my idols always kingpins

GxFR, mi jefe
Two way, deuce, siete
Three MetroCard with ese
You comprehend, comprende?
227, 50 Guap, I love my knot the thin way
I show you why they call me Blocks, Mutombo Dikembe
One single session, I might burn up like six eighths of Gumbo
155 for the brick, the Dikembe Mutombo
I need that two-tone patty cake the big face with the jumbo
Cubano off the skinny Lanvins, Dikembe Mutombo

Ayo (what else?)
We ran the whole dorm, we had hella lockers
Flying in the biddy and the helibopter
Socks Prada, belt Prada
Shit, you should've shot him
Oakleys Prada, coke Prada
Niggas praise Osama
Shaker with the world bezel, I'm a globetrotter

VVSs on my ankle, fuck with me, you know I got it
Porsche topless with a rocket
Cartier bagels with a locket
Smiling in the full stocking
Yeah, we got them all poppin'
Yeah, I got your whore watching
And the law, twenty bottles, wake up, fuck two supermodels
One thick, one flocker

I had more threesomes than twosomes (than twosomes)
Bitch fall off, I get a new one (I get a new one)
Toss the throwaway, get a new one (get a new one)
Hundred dollar salad with the brutons (the brutons)
Usher, my boo, that's my boo song (my boo)
Fuck your baby mamas while your jits home (while your jits home)
Fuck her from the back, high top Ricks on
I was sellin' crack, I ain't care who want it