Yeah
Out in Camps Bay chopping
Me and my guys fist bumping
Franchise tag still popping
Yeah
Seemingly slowing down
Seemingly sowing doubt
I don′t hear that when I’m around
Yeah
This maybe way way too much for us
But we gon′ give it all, trust
That’s jus us
And if we don’t get it that′s jus tough luck
Scorched trust
Burned out funds
The danger is coming out front
Yeah
We′re coming to meet it
Face in dismay at the messages I should’ve deleted
It was hard to believe it
That was my garden of eden
LeBron James before every season
Fielding criticism for whatever reason
I hope they know I′m never ceasing
Put that sh#t to rest
Had my powers restored after I nearly put myself to death
Jus to escape it
Scary reality you can’t fake it
This heart you can′t shake it
Photo shops and font styles
Way too much stress for our young lives
House confines
Broad daylight while tha sun shines
n#gg#s digging through their archives
I must be drunk right
How many whips each about five
For every one my guys
Ain’t no stop signs
Stay above ground
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