Yo I coulda' had fame Jump shot with a ass aim Cause you around the last name So my crossover wins the last And ill right? Switched up the flow, but still right Go back to that, yea I still just do me, when it feel right uh You can it any day Bad Ass, N.B.A. That's my That's why blow the whistle Bang bang the And I'm and I'm keep these hoes up off me Damn the flow nasty, Don't treat me like the Pope and me
Yea this is my last chance oh, last oh Yea this is my last chance, shoot I'm to shoot I'm to shoot (ready to shoot) I'm to shoot (ready to shoot) I'm ready, I'm ready to (ready to shoot) I'm ready, I'm to shoot I'm to shoot
I get it in No innuendo Nobody that I can depend on Until I in the end zone And then they out like roaches it away like vulchers But little did they the payroll Pick up the album, up the single Sadly, I'm so business protocol but the templates vary Never like me and never been like this My flows are they scream in high pitch Uh gun cock, And I'm well aware of the gun Telling 'em that I'm for the top Forbes dot org
All the days of my I have been waiting for this time Could you believe now it's right before my Anybody to stop me better not fuck with me this time Shoot, I'm ready to into the sky
Yea this is my last chance oh, chance oh Yea is my last chance, then shoot I'm to shoot I'm ready to (ready to shoot) I'm to shoot (ready to shoot) I'm ready to (ready to shoot) I'm ready to I'm to shoot
Only one one bullet in the gun This is my life and I got one yea The saftey's off and I put on Oh 'em up, stick 'em up Ready to Yeah yeah I'm to shoot is my life and I only got one yea The off and I put on stars Get ready, I'm to shoot