Jalen Rose

I've been serving fire on the hell block since I was knee-high to a water bug

Damn near pulled a hamstring, blew my knee out first time I ever caught a run

It was all or none and I was all-in with the fiends, tryna serve all of 'em

We was never into chasing clout, see my haters out and I'ma ball on 'em

.223s left the paint chipped

227, know we change shit

**** know the whole gang rich

Gutter lane and I don't lane switch

All blue strips, fuck a bank slip, we be game timing, but this ain't Twitch

Lil' cuddy fighting four attempts, hit the double frame on the same switch

Dropping bags off big as Saint Nick, they say, "Bo Jack, that **** can't miss"

Hear all these **** say that they in the streets and they on gang shit but it ain't this

Slightly different plot with the same twist top

I be whipping different pots with the same wristwatch

Grinding, chillin' in the spot, had the chance to lift locks

Got custis all through Southwest, got clio calling off the East

Got clux with nine off the fent', got fido barking off the leash

Told me if I'm gon' pay for five, that mean he gon' have to leave ten

To get to know me now, had to know me then, my idols always kingpins

GXFR, mi jefe, two way, deuce, siete

Three MetroCard with ese

You comprehend, comprende?

227, 50 Guap, I love my knot the thin way

I show you why they call me Blocks, Mutombo, Dikembe

One single session, I might burn up like six-eighths of Gumbo

One fifty-five for the brick, the Dikembe Mutombo

I need that two-tone patty cake the big face with the jumbo

Cubano off the skinny Lanvins, Dikembe Mutombo

Ayo

What else?

We ran the whole dorm, we had hella lockers

Flying in the biddy and the helibopter

Socks Prada, belt Prada, shit, you should've shot him

Oakleys, Prada, coke Prada, **** praise Osama

Shaker with the world bezel, I'm a globetrotter

VVSs on my ankle, fuck with me, you know I got it

Porsche topless with a rocket

Cartier bagels with a locket

Smiling in the full stocking

Yeah, we got them all poppin'

Yeah, I got your whore watching

And the law, twenty bottles

Wake up, fuck two supermodels

One thick, one flocker

I had more threesomes than twosomes

Bitch fall off, I get a new one

Toss the throwaway, get a new one

Hundred-dollar salad with the brutons

Usher, my boo, that's my boo song

Fuck your baby mamas while your jits home

Fuck her from the back, high top Ricks on

I was sellin' crack, I ain't care who want it