HARDWOOD CLASSIC

Yeah we humble
Can't call this shit a jungle but
Every time we a see another nigga man we rumble
I'm tired of the killings cause we out here making livings
An of course we bout that money I ain't talking Robin Givins
I done took a lot of L's
I just think it's time for winnings
So I'm focused on them digits
Like I'm buying gifts for Christmas
Let me chill I'm on mission I been kickin' back
Just had a kid, I had to sit, I had to ponder that
It's real life had to face facts
Lost to many in the streets
I had to get away, like take a step back
But, now I'm seeing things not talkin LSD
And now I'm seeing green I'm talking Benny g
I'm off them Jazz sounds I'm talking Kenny G
They say it's too loud they gonna call police? Huh?
This is that off the dome yeah I'm talking attic
This is that throwback hardwood classic
I'm talking Shaq on the 94 magics
I'm hitting licks and I ain't talking off the arm nor fabric
Now catch it
Way to many chances I done gave niggas
Let me take them back rap city big tigger
Niggas owe me bread yeah I'm talking code red
I'm surprised I ain't hit him in his motherfucking head
I'm in the cut like the mailman
I'm hungry but I'm well fed
You hating but I'm not dead
I been down but I'm uplead
Focus on my growth while these others niggas choke
I just keep it in the middle I ain't talking about that yolk
Yeah I'm moving like I'm bolt while these other niggas slow
Trying build a legacy because my daughter give me hope