Hoop Dreams (feat. Yhung T.O.)

My mama wanted me to be a baller but I ball a different way I look at my Rolex, say it's time to get this cake I throw all this money but it never fade away Uh, hoop dreams I used to shoot the rock until my nigga sold the rock They try to block my shot, I'm taking rollies out the box I used to go to practice just to work on my defence Red and white jersey, red and white mean hit the fence I was outside, tryna make another way To cut the water off that soap shit that the NBA won't play I'm tryna see a cheque tack back, let it stack 'Cause it's a long time before I see a contract Mama, I can't help it, shit is getting real now I know you want me in a jersey but we got these bills now I know you want me on the court and not to visit me in court I got you girl, just be a good sport My mama wanted me to be a baller but I ball a different way I look at my Rolex, say it's time to get this cake I throw all this money but it never fade away Uh, hoop dreams What the fuck I look like going bassline With this forty on my waste line? What the fuck I look like going bassline With this forty on my waste line? Shorty at my phone all the time Tryna fuck me, that's a waste of time Shorty at my phone all the time, Tryna fuck me, that's a waste of time Sometimes I still feel like a hooper, how I ball on niggas Talking summertime to winter and to fall on niggas I remember back when I couldn't even call on niggas So tell me how I'm really 'posed to feel What the fuck I look like wasting all my time? I got money on my line Still keep forty on my hip How to make forty on my mind, I make forty in a day, So I need eighty for my turn She ain't a dud What the fuck I look like talking to a nine I've been in and out my mind but I'm back up on my shit Tryna get some niggas past us but they back up on my list Mama, look what I cup, she always knew that I'd be rich Now I rap and don't play ball but I'm still balling in this bitch My mama wanted me to be a baller but I ball a different way I look at my Rolex, say it's time to get this cake I throw all this money but it never fade away Uh, hoop dreams What the fuck I look like going bassline With this forty on my waste line? What the fuck I look like going bassline With this forty on my waste line? Shorty at my phone all the time Tryna fuck me, that's a waste of time Shorty at my phone all the time, Tryna fuck me, that's a waste of time