[Intro]
Uh
(Endless eternal)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yuki productions)
S-R-G
It's Jay, no Z (Hey, Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Eazy no E
[Chorus]
I would day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
[Verse 1]
In my downtime tryna maintain
Tryna 1 up Brady I need 8 rings
Tellin' teammates keep your chin up
I make the small-minded think bigger
If it's not about money I don't want a hit up
I'm busy on the cornеr I'm Derek Fisher
Shootin' a promo that's a prеtty picture
They rather I throw 'em white like a pitcher
But my eyes always to the sky
Lost my grandmother to the liquor
Got no time for crying you a river
The young in the generation dying quicker
Can't even reminisce on playin' pick up
The ones that we played with pick the stick up
Though my career currently is takin' off
I can't even front that I miss a
Time where nothing mattered
When I was too young to realize that my broken home was shattered
I had shit on my ass and
Mom had wipes i the package
I swear that time go the fastest
And now I speak to the masses makin' 'em laugh
'Cause god knows we've been through disasters
Uh
(Endless eternal)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yuki productions)
S-R-G
It's Jay, no Z (Hey, Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Eazy no E
[Chorus]
I would day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
[Verse 1]
In my downtime tryna maintain
Tryna 1 up Brady I need 8 rings
Tellin' teammates keep your chin up
I make the small-minded think bigger
If it's not about money I don't want a hit up
I'm busy on the cornеr I'm Derek Fisher
Shootin' a promo that's a prеtty picture
They rather I throw 'em white like a pitcher
But my eyes always to the sky
Lost my grandmother to the liquor
Got no time for crying you a river
The young in the generation dying quicker
Can't even reminisce on playin' pick up
The ones that we played with pick the stick up
Though my career currently is takin' off
I can't even front that I miss a
Time where nothing mattered
When I was too young to realize that my broken home was shattered
I had shit on my ass and
Mom had wipes i the package
I swear that time go the fastest
And now I speak to the masses makin' 'em laugh
'Cause god knows we've been through disasters
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