Basketball Dreams [Remix]

(Great John on the beat, by the way) Basketball dreams I hit the block and shot a different type of three Look, huh Remember I had basketball dreams, uh I hit the block and shot a different type of three, huh Said they love me, I don't know what that mean, huh Started ballin', now these bitches playing D, huh Smokin' gas so my pockets never E I'm in somethin' fast, and it's probably AMG, huh Fear no man, I know everybody bleed, huh Stuck up in my ways, I'm a different type of breed, huh I'm the wave, I hope everybody see, huh Ocean on my neck, I pull up smoking out the B, huh But she want me to fuck and make her famous She think I made it That's the reason when I pull up she be naked, uh She gon' throw it to me, never take it And my pockets full of dead niggas' faces (Mmm, mm-mm, never take it) (And my pockets full of dead niggas' faces) Look Remember I had basketball dreams, uh I hit the block and shot a different type of three, huh Said they love me, I don't know what that mean, huh Started ballin', now these bitches playin' D, huh Smokin' gas so my pockets never E I'm in somethin' fast, and it's probably AMG, huh Fear no man, I know everybody bleed, huh (Stuck up in my ways, I'm a different type of breed, huh) Yeah, yeah, I'm a different type of breed And shoutout to my moms, she had a different type of seed My family built different, got a different type of tree Had a dream to play the A, but then I started bangin' Bs Hol' up, huh, yeah, it was hard for you to see That storm was getting stronger, still gon' push by any means Ain't ballin' for no trophy, got a trophy for the streets Ain't get to go to college, but the drugs gave me degrees Got a emotional budget, I can't go over that And you could call me a addict 'cause I still play the trap Sometimes I trip on my doley, so I just smoke the pack And I don't lean on no shoulders, I just be sippin' that And you know that I know that you know that I know That you know that I know that the drugs be gettin' to me And you know that I know that you know that I know that I be fucked up, so good luck Baby, I feel good on my worst day And everyday I fuck her good like it's her birthday And niggas out here always bitchin' 'bout them storm days Lil' nigga, I still be punchin' through them earthquakes Remember I had basketball dreams, uh I hit the block and shot a different type of three, huh Said they love me, I don't know what that mean, huh Started ballin', now these bitches playing D, huh Smokin' gas so my pockets never E I'm in somethin' fast, and it's probably AMG, huh Fear no man, I know everybody bleed, huh Stuck up in my ways, I'm a different type of breed, huh