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Yeah they call him king Bryant
Five rings on the fingers, now that's legendary
Keep my eyes upon the prize, tryna make my moments
Once you make it to the top you know you gotta own it
Dropping 30 on a team get a triple-double
Try to double team me your whole team in trouble
Keep my guard up, just to lock em down
Steal the ball crossover ima get my crown
Haters hating on the player cause he owns the game
I'm the God of basketball, I'm in the hall of fame
Ima living legend like the undertaker
Getting injuries, coming back strong as ever
Yall thought that I was slacking lately, haters tryna get up on my level, they don't phase me
Nah that shit don't phase me
Tryna take credit for my work that shit amaze me
Yeah, 5 championships
Wild animal loose, like a beast in the flesh
I don't need no help at all when I drive the ball
Facetime catch it all, leave the crowd in shock
Haters tryna steal my swag I just call em jocks
The most valued player in the game today
The game cleared my vision so I can see the way
Thank God for the life, to play another day
Yeah I stay up on my Jordan shit, locking down on the court just like a locksmith
Killed the east and west games dunking on the six
Pass me the damn ball I don't need a pick