Hoop Dreams Lyrics

Traded my hoop dreams for coke dreams

Heroine fantasies and dope fiends

My jump shot for a 40 Glock

My teammates for the mob

Traded my hoop dreams for coke dreams

Heroine fantasies and dope fiends

My jump shot for a 40 Glock

My teammates for the mob

Went from basketball to 8 balls Almost got caught up with that 8 ball what a close call

Felt my back against the wall cause the gas was on

Winter time space heater, electric stove on

Momma in Johnson County, correctional

A lot of wrong I thought that I could correct it though

Lil Bro'nem in a foster home

Just hate they had to go through the same shit I went through

My grandpa kept saying that it'll be okay

Had that bag before so money just really ain't a thing

What I wouldn't give to see his face again

Hear his voice again, a tear drop just hit my pen

Had dreams of playing for the Chicago Bulls

Charlotte Hornets, the Minnesota Timberwolves

Thought it was possible when I seen Jabo

Doggin' in high school, killin' with the jump shot

Traded my hoop dreams for coke dreams

Heroine fantasies and dope fiends

My jump shot for a 40 Glock

My teammates for the mob

Traded my hoop dreams for coke dreams

Heroine fantasies and dope fiends

My jump shot for a 40 Glock

My teammates for the mob

Used to post up like Olajuwon

Now I'm posted in this spot with surveillance on

Wore number 34 like Barkley

In West Middle School, hooping Jordan number 12

Ended up working a digi scale

Trying to rake in plenty mail

Best friend crossed me out like Iverson

A plus to me cause I accept all my minuses

We carry weapons with no licenses Extended clip, beam and no serial

Ain't loyal then what the hell you in it for

It ain't for M's, then what the hell you pitching for

And you can catch me in get it mode

Came a long way from rocks in the frigid cold

In front of R&R, right at Boston Daniels

Could've been teammates with OJ Mayo

Traded my hoop dreams for coke dreams

Heroine fantasies and dope fiends

My jump shot for a 40 Glock

My teammates for the mob

Traded my hoop dreams for coke dreams

Heroine fantasies and dope fiends

My jump shot for a 40 Glock

My teammates for the mob