Barclay

(Intro)
Ayyy

(Verse)

You can't play behind the arc, aye
I pull up, I play the mid-range
Said them bygones they some dead weight
And that's why they love to spectate, aye

Whole session like a soundscape
Cul De Saq, we cool as that, aye
I went Midwest ain't look back, great
Family time lets me clear head space

Yelling don't do something irrate
When my phone was on that drought though
I was at the crib making plays
I been at it since the tenth grade, woah

(Chorus)
When I pull up out of Barclay, I been swinging like the back nine
Those heroics got you sold, aye
Guess I got it all from Barclay

Do what you told when you young
Fore I wasn't always froze, aye
Hot head, man I just let the angst
Get to me, I got one way, I got one way
Baby, I've got one way

(Verse 2)

I be simple ain't too complex
Left the bag up in apartment
But I've got one for the road, yes
When I drop it be like code blue
I see duffles, had to collect
You can't check me, go through both legs
You like sinning just to forget
I kept winning in the focus
When I pull up out of Barclay
When I pull up out of Barclay

Yelling don't do something irate