You think I really give a flying f*ck, what the people on the radio call say
Flying f*ck what the people on the radio call say
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
Never into Jordan never into Kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into Kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into Kobe
Never into Magic never into Larry
I was hanging off the rim I be catching all these fouls
If you talking all that shit then I punch you in your mouth
Yea I punch you in your mouth and I ain't from Philly
But my brothers a take you out yea my brothers a take you out
And I'm all around the globe And I take it coast to coast
Then I'm slamming on your bitch Now she asking for a pic
Heard this big boy moving quick Yea I'm hungry for my ring
Yea I'm hungry for that title Please refer to me as sire
Sir Charles going off Sir Charles in this bitch
And I need my money quick best be Shaqtin' no fool
Cause' my homie keep those tools and they ain't came to play
They be ballin NBA They be shooting no NBA
I be hitting all these plays I be making all these moves
If a hater talking shit then I'm spitting in his face
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
Never into Jordan never into kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Number thirty-four Barkley was my hero we the outcast of the game
I'm that young introvert I don't wanna dap you up
I just want my bread up I just want that fetta
Yea I need that cheddar and my paper moving out and I'm on a steady route
Yea I need my money now yea I need my money now
This right here the Dream Team i be ballin til seventy-six
And the mission is the sun I'll be off in a rocket young boy in his pocket and I heard he taking off
Yea I heard he ain't looking back and he hungry for the plaques
And he brought it back to back put his city on the map
Got a bag and did my dance I'll be jumping in the stands
I'll be jumping in the crowd All my homies Wildin' out
They ain't do it for no clout But they do it for a belt
And they Wildin' off the hip they be ready to take my hits
They be waiting for my hits they be ready for my hits
Waiting for my hits they be waiting for my hits
And they all envy me yea they all envy me
I'm That new Barkley mixed with a Spike lee
I'm that new Barkley mixed with a Spike lee
I'm that M V P
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You think I really give a flying f*ck, what the people on the radio call say
Flying f*ck what the people on the radio call say
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
Never into Jordan never into Kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into Kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into Kobe
Never into Magic never into Larry
I was hanging off the rim I be catching all these fouls
If you talking all that shit then I punch you in your mouth
Yea I punch you in your mouth and I ain't from Philly
But my brothers a take you out yea my brothers a take you out
And I'm all around the globe And I take it coast to coast
Then I'm slamming on your bitch Now she asking for a pic
Heard this big boy moving quick Yea I'm hungry for my ring
Yea I'm hungry for that title Please refer to me as sire
Sir Charles going off Sir Charles in this bitch
And I need my money quick best be Shaqtin' no fool
Cause' my homie keep those tools and they ain't came to play
They be ballin NBA They be shooting no NBA
I be hitting all these plays I be making all these moves
If a hater talking shit then I'm spitting in his face
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
Never into Jordan never into kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Number thirty-four Barkley was my hero we the outcast of the game
I'm that young introvert I don't wanna dap you up
I just want my bread up I just want that fetta
Yea I need that cheddar and my paper moving out and I'm on a steady route
Yea I need my money now yea I need my money now
This right here the Dream Team i be ballin til seventy-six
And the mission is the sun I'll be off in a rocket young boy in his pocket and I heard he taking off
Yea I heard he ain't looking back and he hungry for the plaques
And he brought it back to back put his city on the map
Got a bag and did my dance I'll be jumping in the stands
I'll be jumping in the crowd All my homies Wildin' out
They ain't do it for no clout But they do it for a belt
And they Wildin' off the hip they be ready to take my hits
They be waiting for my hits they be ready for my hits
Waiting for my hits they be waiting for my hits
And they all envy me yea they all envy me
I'm That new Barkley mixed with a Spike lee
I'm that new Barkley mixed with a Spike lee
I'm that M V P
Flying f*ck what the people on the radio call say
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
Never into Jordan never into Kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into Kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into Kobe
Never into Magic never into Larry
I was hanging off the rim I be catching all these fouls
If you talking all that shit then I punch you in your mouth
Yea I punch you in your mouth and I ain't from Philly
But my brothers a take you out yea my brothers a take you out
And I'm all around the globe And I take it coast to coast
Then I'm slamming on your bitch Now she asking for a pic
Heard this big boy moving quick Yea I'm hungry for my ring
Yea I'm hungry for that title Please refer to me as sire
Sir Charles going off Sir Charles in this bitch
And I need my money quick best be Shaqtin' no fool
Cause' my homie keep those tools and they ain't came to play
They be ballin NBA They be shooting no NBA
I be hitting all these plays I be making all these moves
If a hater talking shit then I'm spitting in his face
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
Number thirty-four
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
When I was younger all I wanted to do was ball
Never into Jordan never into kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Never into Jordan never into kobe number thirty-four Barkley was my hero
Number thirty-four Barkley was my hero we the outcast of the game
I'm that young introvert I don't wanna dap you up
I just want my bread up I just want that fetta
Yea I need that cheddar and my paper moving out and I'm on a steady route
Yea I need my money now yea I need my money now
This right here the Dream Team i be ballin til seventy-six
And the mission is the sun I'll be off in a rocket young boy in his pocket and I heard he taking off
Yea I heard he ain't looking back and he hungry for the plaques
And he brought it back to back put his city on the map
Got a bag and did my dance I'll be jumping in the stands
I'll be jumping in the crowd All my homies Wildin' out
They ain't do it for no clout But they do it for a belt
And they Wildin' off the hip they be ready to take my hits
They be waiting for my hits they be ready for my hits
Waiting for my hits they be waiting for my hits
And they all envy me yea they all envy me
I'm That new Barkley mixed with a Spike lee
I'm that new Barkley mixed with a Spike lee
I'm that M V P
Writer: M Hernandez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid