Nick Fine$$e - Let Me Ball Out Real Quick (Interlude)

Approach me with respect or you get hit with a tec
On the block we moving fowl
Breaking bricks down to vials
Traveling just like a Vice Lord
I was out of town
Watch your crew
The whistle blows when you step out of bounds
In the trap, bagging up like two three zones
Man to man
Hand to hand is how we move these Os
The money doubles, triples
Now we making bank
Foreigns on the expressway looking like a fast break
Chop the roof off of the profit
I take the top of the key
Sell it out the backdoor
That’s an alley oop straight to me
If I miss
I pass the Mac Ten for my tenth assist
My homie carry concealed
So it ain’t no catching charges
Be careful what you post up on the net when you flodgin
The opps see you on they screen
Shoot you off the pic
Now your soul fade away like Jordan in game six
He was talking all that Jazz ‘til he turned into some ash
Turn over new leaves
LeBron flopping, the Fall coming
Roll with Warriors
They all shooters they all dumping
On my bullshit
So I feel like Jackson
On point in the clutch
So I feel like Paxson
Driving up to court hoping bro ain’t got to do time
The only reason he there is cuz someone dropped a dime
I been riding the bench
Now it’s time to shine
MVP All Star nigga the title is mine
You gone look up at the stats and you gone see that I’m scoring
Averaging triple doubles ‘til this shit here get boring
I’m just looking for the distribution deals and endorsements
The rose grew from the concrete so the city gone flourish
One day imma be the silhouette of Jerry West
The logo of the game, also critically acclaimed

Written by:
Nicholas Stroud

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