SportCenter Lyrics

Play with who gon' lose yo' life

Fuck a tiger,

Ian' got no stripes

Let me tell how I live

Thug so hard might die tonight,

Strikker Livin',

I'm Strikker Livin',

Just got hop in that, nah, I can't go

That's why I suit up ever time,

If it's Smoke go hop in that box, no new faces round,

Just in case shit go down, I was watchin',

Time steady spinnin' on that clock,

But now it's 2woK time, Ion bang,

But I know everybody gon' relate

To seeing more blue faces round',

I can't parlay around witcha, im going up,

Shit get more dangerous now,

We gone serve his ass shake, and tell him it's the real one,

Try to lie to my face,

Is you serious

,Got alot on my plate

It ain't nun but flip phones round'

Ion' to much fuck with, Siri,

Hoes want me to wait, but I ain't Drake

Come that tough shit down, cause I ain't fearin' it

2K Kill In' Fashion, what that mean,

You catch your opp,

Still blow in Amiri,

Why you hatin' so hard like ain' peep,

Swear this shit ain't smoke and mirrors,

Sign me up for the bank, needa Black card every time you hear me speak,

I bet you see money near it,

Tryna pay for Luv, Must don't know that Luv,

Shit ain' even cheap,

Vulture livin' how I like my Girls,

Nigga music 7 day's, that shit there weak

Fuck, I forgot how to walk,

left all my footprints in the street,

Want it hard and soft, tryna serve them J's

Bih, you can't fault me, cause I gotta eat,

Bit this shit found me, so I'm gon' keep it,

Binary,

Trigger, shoot in' 3's,

Just like the Heat,

What that mean

Pull the trigger 2 times 6 shots, come out

Like LeBron,

But I swear,

I been gave up on them hoop dreams

There go that young nigga right there trim',

In this life I'm livin', I need Finer Thangz,

Nigga give me a reason shoot till the empty,

Til' I hear it click,

You only hear, Bang,

That hoe had one job when I was fucked up

It was just to B' there , just to heal my pain'

But these hoes ain't shit, don't come back round'

Talking bout the kid done changed

Damn right,

NoLie for the shit I put in my music

I just tell it, cause it my life

Nigga tool dusted up, he ain't gon' use it

I guess that shit for braggin' rights

Nigga, this is that real trapper music

Get money to it, I ain't got no idol,

Only man ,I look up to is myself

Man, you niggas so fake influenced,

Ain't no classes, Experience the only thing that gon' help,

Niggas say they real, whole time they plastic

Finna make this shit heaven right now its hell'

I got the ball I can't pass it,

Realize ain't nobody playin' fair

Like, do , you really wanna take it there

Like, do, you really, you really wanna take it there

Shit, I guess Not,

Pull up to the scene, no hittin

Bullets tackle the car before he get out,

Bitch, I been a Star, tell me somethin,

I ain't hear about,

Man, this, Shh,

So fuckin' heavy

Weighing down my pants, Almost blew my hip out,

When them Vultures on your ass, I hope you ready,

12 think they slick trynna take every pole I got,

Well, fuck it,

Finna load up, get a machete