Practice ?!?
Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Practice
Practice
Get it crackin
Heard you want it
Gotta practice
Jump shot
Free throw
Ice cold
Magic
Practice
Practice
Practice
Practice
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You think you got the motherfuckin' answers huh
Everything around me based
Everybody round me straight dawg
Everybody wanna be great but
Ain't nobody ever wanna wait dawg
Gotta be a Jimmy if you wanna be Drake
Till you see them flashing lights
And life will flash in ya face
Borderline going insane insane
Day to day be changing thangs
Set my GPS to take me far away from danger mane
Fuck it I guess here I go
Through the lane I finger roll
Gotta be happy
To see me grow from just a year ago
Stepping over Ty Lue
Pointing at the benches
Got a 30 piece in ya town
I stare em down and I make my exit
Just for
Practice
Practice
Get it cracking
Heard you want it
Gotta practice
Jump shot
Free throw
Ice cold
Magic
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You think you got the motherfuckin' answers huh
But you don't nigga
Your really don't got the fuckin answers bro
So like stop trying to fuckin look for them
Cause you're not gonna find them looking like that nigga
The fuck is wrong with you
But who you tryna impress
Just lift the weight of their opinion
Like you benching a press
Ain't no debating we all kings and Queens
It seems like you stressed
Just keep it pushing sitting pain can leave a hole in yo chest
Good God almighty, when it rain I pack an umbrella
Duck and cover, bro we not the same Still I know you jealous
Luck ain't really nothing but a thang
Guess I'm over zealous
Angry killed his mother fucking pride
No more looking for the truth
Cuz I had it deep inside
Waking up early
Racing with the sun
Tryna make it to 100 shots
Got my people in Virginia
Know it's always love
They reaching over and they getting crossed
Be the first in the gym hmmm
Be the first in the gym hmmm
Three shots in the air like A.I
Can I count on you in the clutch
Big deal
Tippy top of the Franchise
Don't ask no motherfuckin' questions
Less' we talkin about the game bitch
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Practice
Practice
Get it crackin
Heard you want it
Gotta practice
Jump shot
Free throw
Ice cold
Magic
Practice
Practice
Practice
Practice
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You think you got the motherfuckin' answers huh
Everything around me based
Everybody round me straight dawg
Everybody wanna be great but
Ain't nobody ever wanna wait dawg
Gotta be a Jimmy if you wanna be Drake
Till you see them flashing lights
And life will flash in ya face
Borderline going insane insane
Day to day be changing thangs
Set my GPS to take me far away from danger mane
Fuck it I guess here I go
Through the lane I finger roll
Gotta be happy
To see me grow from just a year ago
Stepping over Ty Lue
Pointing at the benches
Got a 30 piece in ya town
I stare em down and I make my exit
Just for
Practice
Practice
Get it cracking
Heard you want it
Gotta practice
Jump shot
Free throw
Ice cold
Magic
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You are not Allen Iverson
You think you got the motherfuckin' answers huh
But you don't nigga
Your really don't got the fuckin answers bro
So like stop trying to fuckin look for them
Cause you're not gonna find them looking like that nigga
The fuck is wrong with you
But who you tryna impress
Just lift the weight of their opinion
Like you benching a press
Ain't no debating we all kings and Queens
It seems like you stressed
Just keep it pushing sitting pain can leave a hole in yo chest
Good God almighty, when it rain I pack an umbrella
Duck and cover, bro we not the same Still I know you jealous
Luck ain't really nothing but a thang
Guess I'm over zealous
Angry killed his mother fucking pride
No more looking for the truth
Cuz I had it deep inside
Waking up early
Racing with the sun
Tryna make it to 100 shots
Got my people in Virginia
Know it's always love
They reaching over and they getting crossed
Be the first in the gym hmmm
Be the first in the gym hmmm
Three shots in the air like A.I
Can I count on you in the clutch
Big deal
Tippy top of the Franchise
Don't ask no motherfuckin' questions
Less' we talkin about the game bitch
Writer(s): Ronald Horton, Tyler Smith
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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