Lyrics

I pay attention like taxes to what they say matters Will I ever have a life of my own? I'm throwing fits like daggers Caged and I'm rabid, but they're never gonna let me go Whoah I play this game and when I think that I've won Then whoah, there's a hoop waiting on me, waiting on me Then whoah, there's a hoop waiting on me, waiting on me. Yeah! These ball and chain expectations, feign like they're weightless Till I agree to put them on This suburban agenda sets fire to my temper And I'm just trying not to let it blow, oooh! I play this game and when I think that I've won Then whoah, there's a hoop waiting on me, waiting on me. Then whoah, there's a hoop waiting on me, waiting on me. There's no end to these hoops that I jump through for you. There's no end to these hoops that I jump through for you. Then whoah, there's a hoop waiting on me, waiting on me. Then whoah, there's a hoop waiting on me, waiting on me. Yeah!...
Writer(s): Matthew Kenneth Langston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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