Miss my white wired headphones
Me, myself, and I
When my wave cap was two-toned
Tied it to the side
Ay, Balla shorts beneath the jeans
I built the court from concrete
California, I adored the 24 and Kobe
5 a.m., doing drills in the backyard
Wasn't worried 'bout a deal, just a backboard
Back when I was putting socks in my Air Force
Caelon Reed was the passport
And it sounds like the life for me
Yeah, it sounds like the life for me
Yes, it sounds like the life for me
Yes, it sounds like the life for me
Iron a crease on my church clothes
Wore my father's tie
Four-by-four down the boulevard
Daddy used to drive
Ay, Mama was a pastor, Daddy was a pastor
They hand me the camera
Told me, "Hold it like a soldier"
Show me that I'm focused, aim it like a cannon
Locked my knees and I fell on the concrete
I blacked out, then I woke up with IV
I passed out with my teammates beside me
Been three weeks and the tryouts behind me
And then my whole room changed
From Kobe to Miles Davis
Gave myself a new name, new game
And it sounds like the life for me
Yeah, it sounds like the life for me
Yes, it sounds like the life for me
Yes, it sounds like the life for me
Say go, but say go
Boy, get your butt in here
What I tell you about giving me that look?
You better fix your face
I know it's getting tough
Keep your chin up
Shine, baby, shine
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