(Hook x2) Hoop life, don't tryna post up, you can't make the shot Hall of fame playas don't miss a lot I'm ballin' in the game without takin' shots I a**ist and I pa** the roc (Verse) I pa** the roc like Atino Movi b**hy with the Glock like Raymond Felton I bet she did sumth, I bet she hurt his heart Ball in the game, too hard in the dark Stay there, I make ya, feel like ya can't talk Confesses is the dark, I'm professin' my pro'lems I'm with my team-mates before the game Strategize a plan, cause we gotta win If we lose, we try again One shot, finna drive again sponsored links And believe in myself, yea, cause we gotta win I'mma drive again, if you gotta win Hit the load on the bus Yeah, you can fly with them Tryna show peace, but I show peace before my piece Nobody care when you're deceased Live to the fullest, not behind the silver bullet n***as ain't gon' feed sh** Blood boyz, I ain't gon' try to talk I'm just talkin' to my agent, and playn for a new team I'm really bout lean, f** n***as scared of every day Noose shaken up, no one prepared for it You feel me? This is all good, I'm gettin' good messages On the jet, rubbin' my hands, this is money That n***a showin' respect Shout out to my agent tryna parlor a check You know we gettin' reps I got scouts lookin' at me, b**h, I'm the best (Hook x2) Hoop life, don't tryna post up, you can't make the shot Hall of fame playas don't miss a lot I'm ballin' in the game without takin' shots I a**ist and I pa** the roc