Airball Lyrics

It's wavyrare

Cause every time I think I'm hitting a shot

I fucking miss

It's only me against all the odds

That's how it is

Airball missing the swish

Ain't even close to fucking hitting the net

Cause every time I think I'm hitting a shot

I fucking miss

It's only me against all the odds

That's how it is

Airball missing the swish

Ain't even close to fucking hitting the net

Push a pen

Pen

For this position I'm in

Keeps regenning my my indifference for the hate for my skin

I find it funny how I'm lucky for this life that I made

From crooks to castles to downslopes they try to take it away

But then again

Gain

While you're reading that book

Try and think of how much lead up that it actually took

For you to get what they were giving got you family shook

From sentence that was spoken now you're woken if you actually look

I'm dead

Dead

Just a corpse that's on foot

I've gone ahead and said how afterlife is often mistook

I plan to pledge the hand that helped me live the life that I could

But if shit hits the fan I plant my feet and kit the hook

Another miss put in the books

Anonymous attempt to fix the dent that I put

Intent descends I tend to temp my death until it's here

Cause every time I think I'm hitting a shot

I fucking miss

It's only me against all the odds

That's how it is

Airball missing the swish

Ain't even close to fucking hitting the net

Cause every time I think I'm hitting a shot

I fucking miss

It's only me against all the odds

That's how it is

Airball missing the swish

Ain't even close to fucking hitting the net

That's how it is that's how it is

Crossed him out his kicks

The pump fake got him now I'm driving to the rim

For the easy two

I'm a cheesy little dude

Making buckets after school

Then said fuck it after you

And got a wood

Nowadays smoke to feel good

You would do the same if you felt like you could

I got my eyes open

In the corner wide open

Make it for the ride hoping

I work til five closing

Never rest

Catch up on my praying I would save it for the rest

Now I got some demons coming straight for my flesh

I thought I had a little guess I got a little less

Where's the fair call

That ain't no air ball

Where's the fair call

That ain't no air ball

Red that ain't no air ball

Give me ducking fair calls

Cause every time I think I'm hitting a shot

I fucking miss

It's only me against all the odds

That's how it is

Airball missing the swish

Ain't even close to fucking hitting the net

Cause every time I think I'm hitting the shot

I fucking miss

So ion really take a lot of shots I'm off the rip

I got ya baby mommy and her friend arguing again

They tryna get back at ya better cross over 360

Watch your back or you might get knocked off your pivot

This basketball but they breaking brackets like it's tennis

I spin around yo hoe and with a quickness I'm gone

The dish going to 7

But he fucking air-balled

It's always something ain't it

These niggas tripping

Cross em all over

Acting like Pippen

If it's short or midrange I gotta go get it

I gotta go get it

Big Jodie bitches

You know it's WMGM

Wavyrare

All that shit

You know we go crazy in this motherfucka

You gotta go get it

You ain't gone stop till you get it

You gotta go get it

You gotta go get it