Improvement is how I live my life

Watchin' Chance the Rapper while he's on the 85

Words from the wise, memories don't die

But sooner or later everything I know will pass me by

On my chest is crucified, we say it all the time

Lost so much I stop prayin' and put my pain inside

A glass pot that I used to cook up when I'm high

But painkillers never kill the pain that's in my mind

Shit, but fuck it man we ball

This shit can get C-breezy when we chillin' wall to wall

Then everybody leaves you when it's time for you to fall

But Pulu always said, gotta keep the all in all

Keep the ball tucked, hand in the rim

The same shit that helped me find a way from pain within

I took the lessons that was given, turned them into wins

Remember watchin' Jeff Hardy, now I whisper in the wind

With my back up in the corner, keep a dollar with me

Don't act like Arizona, just watch me do a fuckin' donut

Seven fuckin' years, how I grow to be a loner

Ignorant little kid with a sound that can be sonar

Or the shit can get tragic, bitch I'm so sick

You can call a nigga Magic

Keep the ball tucked, hand in the rim

Never gave a fuck, now a nigga feelin' stuck

I gotta keep the ball tucked, hand in the rim

Do this shit for loved ones that I'll never see again

I gotta keep the ball tucked, hand in the rim

Now it's goin' up like the bars in the gym

I gotta keep the ball tucked and put my hand in the rim

You on the sidelines, all you ever gonna hear is

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish

Ayy, cuz I miss this

Put me in the booth, then I make a fuckin' hit list

You wish, wish, wish, wish that your ass could get this

Never need a woman, only money on my wish list

You this, this, this, this, that's your fuckin' ass

I don't pass unless they meter to say hundred on the dash

Yes I smash, kill the pussy, now we call that ash to ash

Make it splash, never met another nigga in the past

I can slash through a bag quick, all you do is nag bitch

All I do is brag, put that blue flag on my ass bitch

So fly, I jet lag shit, whip so fast shit

If your ass raced, we'll have to call it drag chick

It's my bad, I should just relax

I don't never kiss ass, no I don't do that

Young Dub in this bitch, I got my hand in the rim

I'm on BT, don't let me say that shit again, nigga

Yessirski nigga, bad timing

Dub

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