Miss my white wired headphones
Me, myself, and I
When my wave cap was two-toned
Tied it to the side
Ayy
Balla shorts beneath the jeans
I built the court from concrete
California, I adored the 20-0 and Kobe
5 AM doing drills in the backyard
Wasn't worried 'bout a deal, just a backboard
Back when I was putting socks in my Air Force
Hailing me with 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
Ayy
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, aiming like a cannon
Lock my knees and I fell in the concrete
I blacked out, then I woke up with IV
I passed out with my teammates beside me
Been three weeks and the trials 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
Mmm
Shine, baby, shine