It was, late nights,
on that court, like mike,
Man we wanted it
That did it to me
That ball and that dream started getting to me.
I seen niggas drop every single day
But im right back at it
Balling ever single way,
Say im right here at it
going steady in the race
Tryna make it too the finish line
They hatin cause we here to shine,
And all my homies eatin, if you broke you aint a friend of mine
And all that being greedy aint goin work i seen it plenty times,
Niggas losing they dream eveyday but im keeping mine
Messing wit that corner now they life is at the end time
Tell me what your life like cause mine real
I swear to god judge you don't know how i feel
tryna make moves, to get my brother out
and still tryna get a job, but thats the slow way out
And there is no way i
Should fall victim to the streets
Its real you would get killed just for being in these streets
I aint snitchen to police
keep my mouth on zip
No more words to my cousin, cause the word he's a snitch
So if he seen he get stiched,
Cant trust him
Cause when the cops come snatching he pointing like thats them...
It get real when your cousin ain't your cousin
And yo homie like yo brother
cause u stuck up in the struggle
Never home cause you hustle,
You grind all the time,
Cause time is money
and money is time
With no rewind
and fast forward
Dog we all for it
niggas catching hommies, and robberies
this is reality
hood and ball is all I know its whats inside of me
but my chances to make it to the nba is just a probably