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