[Verse 1]
Let's try and guess who's speaking true from the heart
I played ball at a school in Elizabeth
And I exhibited filthy moves from the start
I went to Duke, 'cause I was able to shoot insane from the arc
Plus I could juke, scoot in and out of lanes avoiding the charge
Think the world annointed at a star but I'm just enjoying the art
Them packed stadiums never filled the void in them parks
Them last second shots screaming "Kobe" all by my lonely
Couldn't mold me, for the evil the world еventually showed me
Thosе ones who mentioned me owe me
But I ain't one to hold a grudge
They couldn't show me love
So they showed me up 'cause they soul's corrupt
So what's up? Number one draft pick, got the Cavs lit
But life ain't all about playing ball, some people don't have shit
For real, you don't need to speak with discretion
'Cause I don't live my life for the sake of people's perceptions
Nah, you see me, you see imperfections
Maybe a snide remark, sarcasm, even aggression
I can't believe it's a question, don't ask me about my mood again
I'd be a billionaire if I'm paid whenever a human sins
2020, COVID hits, fear and panic is moving in
But I refuse that vaccination needle going through my skin
They said that I was selfish and questioned what I would do to win
Crossover hesitation, skip through and spin
That's what I'm paid to do in gyms
But when it comes to my body, it's my body
My decision, can't believe in this life we living
Huh, and I'm not tryna incite division
I'm just tryna help my team win and fight through a tight division
Fast forward a couple years, you seeing what I envision
My people been kept in the dark, I'm tryna rewrite the system
Who are the originals? They won't tell us the origins
I posted up a link to a doc, they thought that was fraudulent
They thinking I won't score again, spirit's good and my soul's fine
The shit that hurt the most, I was torn apart by my own kind
Shannon Sharpe, Stephen A., Barkley said I was so blind
Shaq said I'm an idiot, and I was canceled in no time
And since then, how many kids I fed on my own dime?
Who am I?
Let's try and guess who's speaking true from the heart
I played ball at a school in Elizabeth
And I exhibited filthy moves from the start
I went to Duke, 'cause I was able to shoot insane from the arc
Plus I could juke, scoot in and out of lanes avoiding the charge
Think the world annointed at a star but I'm just enjoying the art
Them packed stadiums never filled the void in them parks
Them last second shots screaming "Kobe" all by my lonely
Couldn't mold me, for the evil the world еventually showed me
Thosе ones who mentioned me owe me
But I ain't one to hold a grudge
They couldn't show me love
So they showed me up 'cause they soul's corrupt
So what's up? Number one draft pick, got the Cavs lit
But life ain't all about playing ball, some people don't have shit
For real, you don't need to speak with discretion
'Cause I don't live my life for the sake of people's perceptions
Nah, you see me, you see imperfections
Maybe a snide remark, sarcasm, even aggression
I can't believe it's a question, don't ask me about my mood again
I'd be a billionaire if I'm paid whenever a human sins
2020, COVID hits, fear and panic is moving in
But I refuse that vaccination needle going through my skin
They said that I was selfish and questioned what I would do to win
Crossover hesitation, skip through and spin
That's what I'm paid to do in gyms
But when it comes to my body, it's my body
My decision, can't believe in this life we living
Huh, and I'm not tryna incite division
I'm just tryna help my team win and fight through a tight division
Fast forward a couple years, you seeing what I envision
My people been kept in the dark, I'm tryna rewrite the system
Who are the originals? They won't tell us the origins
I posted up a link to a doc, they thought that was fraudulent
They thinking I won't score again, spirit's good and my soul's fine
The shit that hurt the most, I was torn apart by my own kind
Shannon Sharpe, Stephen A., Barkley said I was so blind
Shaq said I'm an idiot, and I was canceled in no time
And since then, how many kids I fed on my own dime?
Who am I?
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