[VERSE 1: Willis]
Currently out here, the word on the street: you ain't worth any currency..
Tell me really have you heard of me?
Furtively walking out wit no security
Uptempo knicks on my feet with the 33
Y’all be trippin, everybody missing
I am
scottie pippin with the defense
Ain't no slippin, and i
never give in to the current. not lost in the recent
As i grow, it don’t matter tho,
cause i can retro my whole childhood
Re-release all my inhibitions any way that a child could
Seem like life’s the same colors every day
Wishin i could try a new colorway
My life look like
raptor 7’s
, but alone my soul so
aqua 8
Fuck the shit that gets propagated just to take advantage of the young mind
I never seen so much disingenuous shit online at one time
Finna lace up my
griffey’s
..
and judo kick donald in the lips
Fuck his momma, donald is a bitch
. donald twitter moment current events
Bitch we for the youth, never were on the fence
Indiana never been encouraged for Pence
Black lives matter, black culture, support it
Anybody thinking different currently dense
Twitter moments like flight club for the new release, and the youth will view it
Ain't no kids look at BBC unless TDE would tell the kids to do it
Young people calling they state representatives cause twitter told em to
Master that for monetary gain
, they got no idea what we goin thru
So march on,
we all soldiers in different boots
Zoom in to this little picture,
lets share stories and trade shoes
[HOOK: Willis]
So walk a mile in my
34s
On n off the court, why tf would i get em dirty for?
4th quarter champ, so what you look so worried for?
Im scottie pippin, just need to put on my jersey more
So watch me fly, I’m like mike in '91
These sneakers on my feet so tattered up, they might be done
But when it comes game time, I’m a working force
Ima fly right right out the gym with my 34s
[VERSE 2:
Diop
]
Lace me up tight
Im ballin all night
Here to save the day
Its a dark night
Superhero when i flex
When i die is when ill rest
We want it all, nothing less
Hall of fame game, blessed
All black, rocking space jams back in '06 in a wasteland
Shooting dice, dawg, with the same hands that i used to bag up the big grams
Hustla every minute, man. Direct connect don't need a minute plan
Runnin thru the nap in my air max 95's till I'm finished man
Shining daily like the black and gold patent leather Jordan 1's
On and off the court
I been the one, young god, fresh to death. Yeah, I'm a walking morgue
I got the Royals but i want some more
Took my check and fucked up the store
Fiex Forever sweater in the colder weather with the Flu Games, go to war
I stay in the gym. Above the rim
Rucker record setter in my Penny's
Contract worth a pretty penny, cause i get down in the nitty gritty
My game litty since a itty bitty
What the fuck you mean i ain't the one?
I am the shooter, the glove, and the gun
So when i pop, don't be stunned
Lace me up tight
Im ballin all night
Here to save the day
Its a dark night
Superhero when i flex
When i die is when ill rest
We want it all, nothing less
Hall of fame game, blessed
[HOOK: Willis]
So walk a mile in my 34s
On n off the court, why tf would i get em dirty for?
4th quarter champ, so what you look so worried for?
Im scottie pippin, just need to put on my jersey more
So watch me fly, I’m like mike in '91
These sneakers on my feet so tattered up, they might be done
But when it comes game time, I’m a working force
Ima fly right right out the gym with my 34s
