[Verse 1: Big Keezy]
Don't mistake YOUR HUSTLE for MY GRIND
You may think your major league, but your game says otherwise
I'm more of a C-P-3 or Kyrie
You 'bout as useful as John Lucas or Jeff Teague
We may be in the same league, but, you belong on the bench
I'm All-NBA First Team; I alley-oop or I catch
For the slam dunk... Look at you punks; I know exactly what you're missin'
You ain't a high-flyer; you ain't Blake Griffin
Tip-toeing 'round this game to appease the ma**es
Now I'm over that, homie; Kicking out the cla**ics
Who would have known these spoken words would turn to verbs and actions
Wearing out my kicks and grinding off the traction
See; the reaction is key
You either with me or against me; Either way you get Keez
I'm the no look pa**er; Looking like Magic
Hitting sky-hooks leave your team feeling tragic
Zeke you; 25 in the fourth quarter
Vinnie Johnson from the 3; I'mma scortch ya
Microwave your whole team; guess the popcorn's ready
Rondo on the mic, man; Pat the Roc steady
Crossover, Crossover; Dribble through your damn legs
You looking like Brandon Knight as I hit the lane
Eyeing down your Center as I'm ready for the take-off
Rhymes Posterize dudes; You can be the Mozgov
[Verse 2: Big Keezy]
See, these rec-execs just drive me to boredom
They 'bout as stupid as ADIDAS when they didn't sign Jordan
Don't be confused homie; you ain't alone
I just made myself the Michael Jordan of this microphone
And even if I'm not; At least I'm still Kobe
5 Rings into the game and getting used to the trophies
Or maybe I'm LeBron and only got 1 ring
Still wear the crown of my Era; Homie, I'm still KING
Hear that Buzzer ring; It's Keez checking in
Took a little breather; now I'm back in this biz
I bet they thought I'd fizzle, for-shizzle; I'm sizzlin'
But, I've been on my grizzle, for-rizzle; I'm k**in' it
Seems I've got more doubters than Lovers; Got more fakers than fans
Watched my circle tighten up; cut some family and friends
Couple rappers in my town; I'm all they want to talk about
Unless you want to get checked; keep my name out your mouth
[Hook (x2): Big Keezy]
If the Comparison is Me vs. You (You)
Ain't even close homie, I'm the Who's Who
I'm an All-Star; you're a bench player
And when it comes to this game; I'm a rhyme slayer