Hook: I stared wondering what it would be like now If i started playing offense I'm playing defense way to often I'm getting sick of it I'm coughing What would it be like if i didn't play lebron for my team If kobe wasn't ball hogging What if i started playing offense Im finna put em in a coffin Verse: I want rings And for y'all n***as that don't know me Im lebron for my team I think I'm boutta play kobe I had love for this sh** Its all starting to fade slowly Genourous sh** don't make you rich And favors don't buy you rollies n***as talking always tryna act like I'm the bad guy Asking me for some hand outs while these n***as getting mad fly These n***as is mad high if they think I'm doing sh** for free Cuz I'm doing this sh** for me f** y'all cuz ya don't do sh** for me I gotta a mother and some brothers I'm trynna take out the streets Y'all n***as mean piss to me but i love all of my fans Even the ones that steady dissing me i had an epiphany The sh** was just so crystal see if i wanna make history Cash be ruling everything I'm trynna make some cream But ima have to choice to make sh** clearer then my dreams I could always be a melo win some medals with no ring but If you wanna be a micheal you might have to drop the team Hook: I stared wondering what it would be like now If i started playing offense I'm playing defense way to often I'm getting sick of it I'm coughing What would it be like if i didn't play lebron for my team If kobe wasn't ball hogging What if i started playing offense Im finna put em in a coffin Verse 2: Whoever told you ain't no love in these streets I could tell you they're lying I know some n***as down the block who fell in love with a nine Just cuz it glitters ain't gold every n***a ain't your bro Loyalty on his arm got locked up and he told Everybody dick riding me like let me get my co*k back before I f**ing co*k back and let go at your socks hat Yankee city n***a I can tell you where my block at , Where all of the spots at everywhere you can shop at And I ain't talking grand I mean work for the pheens Got some brothers up in wash that'll pop off your bean Ima grimey n***a this sh** started off as a teen The first time I smacked a b**h was because she left me on seen First time I held a gun i let it off in the sky I fronted like I knew about em showing off for them guys Never had a father figure taught myself how to guide He Tried to come back to my life a year later he died I Met my sister at the wake jaslenny I love you to d**h A n***a try to f** with you Im puttng one in his chest These rappers trynna f** with me Homie you f** with the best These halos tips like anesthesia put ur body rest you feel no pain Can't even say stay in ya lane Cuz n***as riding other n***as wave that sh** is lame If he ain't put up for the plan then ain't no bro ain't no ,mans And if the beef is one sided whoever mad is a fan Hook: I stared wondering what it would be like now If i started playing offense I'm playing defense way to often I'm getting sick of it I'm coughing What would it be like if i didn't play lebron for my team If kobe wasn't ball hogging What if i started playing offense Im finna put em in a coffin