Songtexte Court Visions - J. Arrr

My eyes pan the arena tune out the crowd chants
Net swishes and sneaker screeches smooth out the soundtrack
I take a dribble and it bounced flat
I bounce back
That's when these lyrics call the plays my mouth can't
The house packed like my uncle crib in the 90s
Where I got my introduction to sex reefer and violence
Fuck
I didn't know what respect meant I was nine
Shit I won't aware of myself so I let people decide it
They pressed me from the time I caught the inbound pass
Turnt my drive into a spin out crash
Heavily guarded at the school of knock harder never skipped out class
Now I'm blowing by defenders that my skill outlast
Was still out past them streetlight flickers
Never was a street life nigga but still know what the streets like nigga
I can't rap about the streets like niggas who never never harmed a fly
But walk inside the booth and tend to speak like killers

Better know my shot sweet like Miller's Reggie or Mike
I get a look it's forever precise
Even as an Edelman I'ma treat em like they're Marian Wright
That means they got a child's defense or barely in sight
Yelling at Christ tryna receive some grace
Mama used to get on her knees to pray until she got her knees replaced
Hoop'n was my outlet just to see a break
I seen the fate of sloppiness I make sure that my sneakers laced
I keep a pace or can push the tempo and dish ahead
Call for a screen watch me split the hedge
Electrifying how I'm switching legs
Niggas was H.O.R.S.E playing while I was learning it's no surprise they missed the Ed
Get the bread playing smart'll make you plenty
Cousin fell in love with money gave his Hardaway for Penny's
It's funny I give advice to niggas hardly in their 20s
And be at a loss for words at the thought that they adhere me
That don't endear me my nieces and neph swivel
Try to bridge the age gap but they see me as Kel Mitchell
Not to mention my people with health issues
Got a lot on my plate but I'm eating in Hell's Bistro
Recently hell bent on making it for my team
And avenging my brother's death til he came to me in a dream
And said
I'm seeing your efforts and I salute ya
But make peace with the past 'fore it make war with your future