Black John Stockton

Lyrics

[Intro: Russ & Starlito] Despite her past, she can't help the attraction He tells her he's nothing like the last one He redefines in every way what love is She fell for him and hasn't gotten up yet *DJ Logan Garret* They're trying to gentrify rap I blame it on Sound Cloud, stealing my verses off iCloud Fighting the truth, trying to hide but I think it's alright, girl Yeah, I think it's alright, girl Ahhh! Black John Stockton Lito, Lito [Verse 1: Starlito] Might record Stepbrothers 4 on DAT tapes I hit the lab in 11th grade, right before the JV game Fucked up my J's in the mud, it was a rainy day Next year dropped 20 on 'em, made the Sports page Barely shot the 25 twice in the air, parking lot of the team night Next day I made a 29 on my ACT, I would've got a 30 if I slept right Gifted, it feel like a curse Could've played ball, probably should've been a nerd Had to adapt when everyone in your habitat either got a habit or they serving I was rapping these verses - Grind Hard I never thought it wouldn't work I'ma do my homework but I'ma move these zones first Had to do my leg work, I wasn't in the game, something like a redshirt Yeah, I had the walk-on, you-you got put on, that's worse And tattoos cover scars, coming up motherfucker we had to drive each other's cars, and drive our mothers nuts catching charges That's why I said I Grind Hard Used to want my stats on a basketball card, I'll settle for plaques on the wall Getting love every night, now the bankroll Spudwell; stacks that tall 5'7", just like my weapon, that FN-30 Like Dale said Stephen, 30 Dirty, like flirting with the reverend at a wedding, after she woke up in bed with the best man Damn, that's wifey Just got a Rebook Classic check with some Nike I was in the middle of the streets with a rifle I just had a little bit of cheese, but I recycled Could've been a lifer, looking back I should be Half my hood got indicted, so on behalf of my hood, man, they're fighting the truth, trying to hide and they think it's alright *DJ Logan Garret* [Verse 2] Hot Chicken July 4th I ain't gonna lie, I gave my life to this shit Lito! Every now and then I go outdoor, y'all know Path less taken and I'm off-road riding dirty Underground, borderline legendary, bloodline hereditary, Momma's brother hustled in the cemetery My other uncle just got out the penitentiary I never call a ho after she hang up I came up, but every time~ I kinda say it ain't enough I had to clean my Space Jams on the way to the game 'Cause the music came first and I still haven't changed Grind Hard [Outro] She falling in love, falling in love, falling in love