Tim Duncan

Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's Yeah, back in the day M backpack My nigga carried the 9 All of my bars, all of my raps All of my hoes, top of the line Top of the class, top of the ranks Big Tim Duncan off to the bank Big 3-4 I'm Shaq in the paint My niggas swam, y'all niggas sank Ayy, we made it out of the gutter Shout out my mother, I am a son of a gunna Hot like the summer, Momma you raised you a muthafuckin' stunna Momma you raised you a muthafuckin' star Went on a limb and raised up the bar Nobody thought I would make it this far Nobody thought I would Hol' up, hol' up I say you the man when I look up in the mirror (okay!) I made me a check but need a couple this year (okay!) Started making moves when I let go of my fear (okay, okay) Listen to myself and then my vision got clear (okay) I say you the man when I look up in the mirror (up in the mirror) I made me a check but need a couple this year (couple this year) Started making moves when I let go of my fear (go of my fear) Listen to myself and then my vision got clear (vision got clear) Ayy, ayy Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Yeah, yeah Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Ayy, ayy