| I told him he was gonna go to the Lakers
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| I’ma speak it into existence
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| Only one person ready for this, it’s that Ball boy
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| I know I must be a genius to plan it this way
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| His number’s always been number two, and guess what he goin' number two
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| To the Lakers baby, here we come
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| Ever since a child your boy been a star
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| Light skinned, colored eyes, I’ve always looked the part
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| People lookin' crazy, askin' is it hard?
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| I just laugh 'cause I know they talkin' 'bout LaVar
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| Y’all can hate him, that’s my pops though
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| First one that’s there for me once it got cold
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| Listen to the story, not just how it’s told
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| Yellin' he the devil, but yet you the one who sold your soul
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| Never turned road, just had to maneuver through a few cones
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| It’s jewelers eying us, Randle
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| ZO2, buy the shoe, and the sandals
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| Man I hope the brand goes
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| Pops workin' every week, doin' different shows
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| Firin' up the fans, firin' up the foes
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| They’re just a bunch of candles
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| I guess when you gettin' green that’s how it all go
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| Lettin' words turn you into Rambo
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| Hope pops got the gun and I’m the ammo
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| Covered in them B’s all the time, look like camo
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| Well respected with the fam though
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| Never get why people hating on the brand though
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| Claimin' that you hot but you a fan though
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| Tryna follow suit, that don’t turn you to a man bro
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| My brother sixteen in a Lambo
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| The other one shootin' but ain’t trappin' out the bando
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| He ain’t sell no white, pushin' magic like Orlando
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| He just shoot the rock like he skippin' in some shallows
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| I swear I’m speaking with my eyes closed
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| Road to riches, dodgin' potholes
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| Made three killers and we all cold
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| We growin' up fast dad, we gettin' old
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| With the second pick in the 2017 NBA Draft, the Los Angeles Lakers select Lonzo
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| Ball, from UCLA
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| I knew this was happenin' before it was happenin'. |
| I already knew what was
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| comin' to him. |
| I got two more boys, I gotta come do the same thing two more
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| years. |
| The Big Baller way. |
| Ball control. |
| I’ll have another hat on,
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| to say I told you so
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| Thanks a lot LaVar, congrats
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| Thank you
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| Prayin' 'cause I know I’m blessed
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| I just wish y’all loved more and you hated less
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| Tryna be a good person and I try my best
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| But I don’t always do right sometimes I turn left
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| But it’s cool 'cause I live and learn
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| John Austin Milan, JAM, shout out Yerm
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| I’m speakin' that real, not just sayin' some words
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| I ate Free Smoke, wanted seconds and thirds
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| RIP my brother Nnam, may he rest in peace
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| Took my brother 'fore I had a chance to tell him peace
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| I used to cry until I had to realize
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| It’s not gon' bring him back, so as a man I had to wipe my eyes
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| Close 'em tight and pray to Christ
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| Say him in and spread the light
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| I love my bro, he not in sight
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| But in my heart I hold him tight
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| Lookin' up to heaven, prayin' every night
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| Jesus died for our sins, we gon' be alright |