Lyrics:
And going to the league is tough
So after I signed your basketball I said
"Keep it up!"
But instead of lacin' sneakers up
I was keepin' them heaters tucked
My
the weekend
First time in my life seeing a kid gone off the deep end
Eyes bloodshot red, in a idle state
Powder and pills got his body in a vegetative state
state lines
cin't no question
I been thinking for a minute
You way out of my league
But I been doin my thing
I gotta holla at her before she end up wit
take my heat
Fireball flow can't bat in my league
I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
Stepped on, I
Powell, Oprah Winfrey
Barrack Obama, Spike Lee
Michael Jordan, Venus and Serena Williams
Tiger Woods, The Rutgers Women's Basketball Team
We are my
I just- woah
Woah
I just- from the top
From the top
Woah
I just hit like three states in three days with it
Hate these women, can't complain, man it
Lolo
Ole miss women's basketball
You already know
Like oo let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Oo let's get it
You know the vision
No ceilings
Down
of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops
it up and dump it!
We all on and I'm in the zone
Everything's in doubles,
Everybody got a come!
You see two women so I see four,
But to back it
lighters up in the sky when the nigga do it
For the homeboy Pac or league arrestin' him
Reefa smoking that good Keisha
Through a vaporizor with a feature
and it's every other thing
I'm part of the choir, that's the motto that my brother sing
Cash is the right now, women are postgame
MoneyOverBitches dot
geekin' off a shroom trip
Bust her down real good, I'm get wet from the spit
Keep her close like a basketball, her love, I won't let 'em steal it
Bro was
got two Georgia State bitches
They hittin' my phone and I'm having my way
One of em fuck me so good I might take that lil bitch out of minimum wage
My
There's a storm brewing
That was the only time he was proud of me, I joined the kiddie league
Balled out for free every week
Fucked up my knees,
empowered by the recollection of back when I was handin' out whiplashes to women, not givin' a literal fuck 'bout the backlash I'd be givin' by spittin', so
we got tonight
Show 'em Hammer cause you're too tight
You wonda' why they call me Hammer
I shake the whole state
Earthquake the whole planet
I got you
ain’t gonna work in the league
Can’t handle the heat, get out the booth
I don’t want beef, I want the truth
I’ve been on E, I’m by the pool
But I’ve been
Gucci without the logo
I don't wear no Polo, I'm boujee now
I bring some women to bring some goonies out
They used to ask for credit, I dead it, like
state
Too much weed, weather, women, chronic seeds, ass, titties
Can a nigga pour his Henny
Without niggas acting fake in his motherfucking face one
Just so we settle with dreams, Machiavellian schemes
Tell me I'm out of my league, but I treat it the same
Like women that I use to see, glad of who they
in the day
On the League is where you find me
Fast forward to today
On the League is where you find me
Ain't shit changed but my state of mind
to India leavin four successor states
By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
But had the threat of the Black
Weak dick ghosted
Big league it SOSA
Pop the top Cola
Women growing colder
Press release showed ya
Stefani ropped ya
The Porn Game over
Maintain Closure
pants can't move too fast
Break 'em up from the D league
Took out what he need to work on
Peter pan can pass a
Tunderball with a fiberglass
Call me Ernie
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