Space Jam Lyrics

I'm trying to ball

But it's Jordan vs the Monstars

They weighing me down

I Got my arm stretched out looking Looney

But fuck it I'm tryna dunk something

And my tunes is getting better now

I'm litty for really who tryna fuck wit me

(Who tryna fuck wit me)

On the real doe

In the field though

I'm a ask ya'll again

Who tryna fuck wit me

(Who tryna fuck wit me)

Yea ain't nobody fuckin wit me

On a real note

I flip modes with the rhymes

And can son you in Uncle Phil mode

But I Let God be the judge

To these ordinary scrubs

G5 50 thousand feet in the sky

I'm above it, I got a selfie

With me and God slapping 5's

It's my time don't ask

Who, when, and why Nuff shining

Drop the shades it's probably best

You keep yours eyes closed

I thought my views was frowned upon

Until they Crowned A Pawn

Late Lebron

I'm going down in history like the renaissance

I roll alone but it still feels crowded in the whip

Because my mind is steady racing I need a fixing in the pit

My niggas told me preaches boring, go and find you niche

Autotuned, melodic singing, that's how niggas getting rich

Polo G and Roddy Ricch

Told my nigga's get a grip

I'm Jnuff and that's forever

Don't you ever forget it bitch

As long as real recognize real

I'm a prosper in this shit

And the proof will be obvious

When I'm bumping in they whips like

I'm trying to ball

But it's Jordan vs the Monstars

They weighing me down

I Got my arm stretched out looking Looney

But fuck it I'm tryna dunk something

And my tunes is getting better now

I'm litty for really who tryna fuck wit me

(Who tryna fuck wit me)

On the real doe

In the field though

I'm a ask ya'll again

Who tryna fuck wit me

(Who tryna fuck wit me)

Yea ain't nobody fuckin wit me

On a real note

I'm kind of sick viral,

Who you know better contracting this

Reaching past all perspectives

To bag me a Barbie bitch

Remember when I was broke

Shit them nights I hardly miss

But flipping nothing into something

Is me when nostalgia hits On god

I never lived a life

Carrying heat on my hip

But wish I did

As many times I

Was approached by them Crips

Affiliation caused problems

When I was chilling wit my click

What to do when red and blue clash

And they both is packing shit

Momma churching on Wednesday night

And I'm held up at gun point

Hope she praying for her baby

Cause I'm praying the lord save me

3 Crips and 8 niggas 1 Blood and a white chick

They out numbered 3 to 1

But they carry the hefty clips

That's when a nigga I went to school with

Ride up on a goose, named Snoop

He recognized me out of the group

Told his brother leave us be

That's when 1 Crip speaks

They back off, That's 1 lucky night in the streets.

The I.E.