Yea. Lyrics

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I was just a youngin with some hoop dreams

Shooting for the starts

Nowadays I be in the routine

And I gotta go hard

Can't be delaying success no more

No more, no more

Scars on my knees from me hitting the floor

Oh lord, oh lord

Hit the ground running

I don't know where I'm headed

Like a track star

Know I'm headed to the top now

I been tryna run the world, got holes in my sock now

A young nigga run the block now

Wonder if I keep a Glock

Keep it tucked, let it pop

Nah

It's just the ryhmes and the hip hop

The bop

Throw is at em nonstop

If they miss hit the backstop

Yea, posing with the back drop

I was just a youngin with some hoop dreams

Shooting for the starts

Nowadays I be in the routine

And I gotta go hard

Can't be delaying success no more

No more, no more

Scars on my knees from me hitting the floor

Oh lord, oh lord

I guess I always had dreams that I wanna be a baller

Pullin up running 5's at Grijalva

Gettin' Faded Barbershop for my barber (Martin)

I'm gettin cut, lookin clean now

If you got a new nigga

Then it's sad he a rebound

Dunkin' on em like a youngin in the league now

I went from Anaheim Achieves to the ASC

Shoot for more than the American Dream mufucka

Yeah

Shoot for more than the American Dream mufucka