Jumpshot

[Intro]
Uh
Once this dog give me jumpshots out there, he be at my mercy
Yeah
So, what I tell 'em, man?
Uh

[Verse]
Ain't scared of the rain, no lightning, thunder
If your shit was stupid hard, then I'm likely dumber
Get you checked like Nike runners over the sock
That soak the blood from my ankle that's spillin' out as I walk
Traveling distances, heart unravel the dissonance
Piss in a pot, used to be wishing a lotta richer shit
My soul is blessed with the wisdom of gods
Trippin' off Wizard of Oz, I'm feeling lifted beyond, uh
Higher spirits swirl around, bеgin kissing my heart
With a spliff and a spark, still I never miss in thе dark
All my bitches look like Nicki Minaj or Rosie Perez
But the shit that know me best is a note and a pen
I'm grinding 24/8 with it since Kobe been dead
I'm motivated, ain't no longer feeling cozy in bed
I got a photographic memory, don't open the lens
Your brodie ask too many questions, think he lowkey the feds
Was lonely, depressed and down on my luck
I learned the lesson, when you up they still don't give a fuck
Kept emotions so cold they could float in your cup
Until they spill, to keep it real, I'm a disorderly drunk
Important name in conversation, y'all is poorly discussed
So if you wanna come address me, put the Lord in the front
This life a tall tale, surely ending shortly enough
You on your own except the moral of the story is trust
Uh, I was fourteen smoking blunts in the cut
Stuffing gas in a dutch, tapping out from having enough
In the pissy staircase with a tab on my tongue
I keep a rabbit in my hat, they thought the magic was done
Before there been a mandate, he kept a mask on his mug
I know some shooters wearing blue like they was having a son
Them bullet showers leave 'em scouring, subtracting the blood
But I ain't jacking shit, just rapping to the tap of a drum
Tell 'em chasing dreams a passionate run
And I'm progressing forward until I'm collapsin' a lung
I'm done with waiting for it
Time is money and don't waste mine, 'cause you can't afford it
Got labels asking 'bout my album and there ain't a chorus
They know I been the rawest, jarrin' 'em, there ain't a warning
They can't ignore it, slay the Taurus when I aim at targets
Wake up to some blazing torches, smoke Jamaica forest
Ain't no complaints, I said I'm straight 'cause that's the way I want it, yeah

[Outro:]
- It's a very difficult game out here
- Yeah, it is
- But people who love the game just need that it's in your blood, for some reason
- Friends, I'm happy for you because of this has taken you to another place
- It might go do that