[Verse 1] I grew up watching the ballers that be on the court But learned from the ballers that was beyond the court For a project nigga to make it be on this court It was two types of hustlers: Leon and Shawn You know, Leon would get his G on, niggas is peons 'Finity J30, brand new Dion's That's what he be on, wanted black beams and rims But Shawn was more quiet like gap jeans and timbs A young black king is that creaming pimp With a sickness for money no vaccine could fix Croc in his right hand, he had dreams to get rich You could probably find him where you last seen your bitch But Leon give it all he got, get his street on Triple fat goose on the block with his heat on Tall nigga, dope money, fresh feet Thugged out, cornrolls, gold teeth Am I more like Shawn? Sure I am But I still thank Le for the boul I am It just helped me understand this war I'm in I ain't gon let you kill me before I can Kill you
[Hook] All these niggas want to kill you And all these bitches want your money How you want to hand out a nigga And he never did nothing for me You don't give a fuck how I feel You don't give a fuck if I eat So I don't give a fuck about y'all Cause y'all don't give a fuck about me I'm feeling like the only nigga left, feeling like the only nigga left Feeling like the only nigga left, feeling like the only real nigga left They got me feeling like the only nigga left, feeling like the only nigga left I'm feeling like the only nigga left, feeling like the only real nigga left Bitch nigga!
[Verse 2] Uh! Who raised you new niggas You're clearly stuck, crazy glue niggas Fucked up future they gave to you niggas Can you dig? they just dig graves for you niggas? Uh! I praise for you niggas, unlimited Limited days for you niggas Cause you [?] stuck in the maze and you niggas Don't really give a fuck, it's amazing you niggas Can't feel the bullets that's grazing you nigga I'm praying for the nigga who preys on you, nigga They playing you I set a place for you niggas You oughta thank god, he favoured you niggas That's right, I serve god, nigga They ain't gon teach you that on Worldstar, nigga They curve y'all niggas, By giving you the worst of the worst It's life in the words to this verse But remember
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[Verse 3] Slept in households, not a whole lot of love Cried a lot of tears, seen a whole lot of blood Been through a lot of hurt, niggas kicked dirt on me Fuck it! some places build homes out of mud, real shit The shit im recalling today, while my dollar and a dream was 3 quarters away Lost one deal, gained one more deal Learned half of the time niggas want [?] Remember my story about the genius and the dummy? Genius was getting smarter, dummy was getting money The dummy kept getting dumber, the genius was good at math Calculated some numbers and now I'm back on that ass And calculating the calculus, catastrophic collisions While calibrating to kill em with cataclysmic conditions Visions, I see beyond the court I see you Leon, I appreciate what you taught
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[Outro: Sway, (Los)] I've seen the greatest do it (talk your shit) BIG ate dinner my grandmother's house I ate dinner at Pac's house Jay-Z freestyled at my house So did Eminem I know what it feels like And that's what it feels like King LosTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
