Jalen Rose

I've been serving fire on the hill block Since I was knee-high to a water book Damn near pulled a hamstring, blew my knee out First time I ever caught a run, it was all or none And I was all in with the fiends, tryna serve all of them We was never into chasing clout See my haters out and I'ma boil on them 223s left the paint chipped 227 know we change shit Niggas know the whole gang rich Gutter lane and I don't lane switch All blue strips, fuck a bank slip We be game timing but this ain't Twitch Lil' Cudi fighting for attempts And the double frame on the same switch Dropping bags, all big as Saint Nick They say BoJack, that nigga can't miss Hear all these niggas say that they in the streets And they on gang shit but it ain't this Slightly different plot with the same twist top I be whipping different pots with the same wristwatch Grinding, chilling in the spot, had the chance to lift locks Got Custis all through Southwest Got Clio calling off the East Got Clux with nine off the fifth Got Fido barking off the leash Told me if I'm gon' pay for five, that mean he gon' have to leave ten Then get the know me, now I have the know me and my idols always kingpin Gxfr, mi jefe, two a, duece, siete Three Metro car with esse You comprehend, comprende? 227, 50 Guap, I love my not the thin way I show you why they call me Blocks, mi tumbo, the Kimbae One single session, I might burn up like six eighths of gumbo 155 for the brick, the Kimbae, my tumbo I need that two-tone patty cake the big face with the jumbo Cubano off the skinny Lambas, the Kimbae, my tumbo Ayo (What else?), We ran the whole dorm, we had hella lockers Flying in the biddy and the helibopter Socks Prada, belt Prada Shit, you should've shot him, Oakley's Prada, Coke Prada Niggas praise Osama, shaker with the world bezel I'm a globe trotter, VVSs on my ankle Fuck with me, you know I got it Porsche topless with a rocket Cartier bagels with a locket Smiling in the full stocky Yeah, we got them all poppin' Yeah, I got your hoe watchin' and the law Twenty bottles, wake up, fuck two supermodels One thick, one flocker, I had more threesomes than twosome Bitch, roll off, I get a new one Toss the throwaway, get a new one Hundred dollar salad with the Brutons Usher, my boo, that's my buson (my boo) Fuck your baby mamas while you jizz on Fuck her from the back, high top Ricks on I was sellin' crack, I ain't care who want it