Court Kings
(yeah) Court was empty before dawn
Just the backboard and the rim (look)
Put the whole city on my back
Five AM cold air,
breath in the gym
Calloused on my fingers from the leather on the rim
They were sleeping while I put up a thousand shots
Came up out the concrete,
turned it to the top (swish) Crossover sharp,
break the press on the floor
Every sacrifice was knocking down the door (yeah,
let's get it) From the blacktop chain nets to championship rings Watch
what true dedication brings
Clock winding down, down to three,
down to two
(watch this)
They all hold their breath 'cause they know what I do
(let's go!)
Ice in my veins when the buzzer sounds
Feet off the floor,
never touching the ground
(never coming down!) From the baseline drive to the rafters high We
write our names across the sky (swish!)
Yeah,
count the banners on the wall We gave everything to the love
of the ball
Private jet flights with the trophy in the seat
Remember eating dollar meals running through the street (facts) Now the tunnel
walk is a fashion runway show
Diamond cut signature sneakers gonna glow (shine) Step-back jumper,
defender on skates Earned every dollar resting on my plates Championship ring
heavy on the right hand Turned childhood grit into an empire brand
(heavy,
yeah)
They only see the highlights on the screen
Never see the torn ligaments in between (never saw that) Heart of
a champion, pride on the line
Every single scar was a matter of time
Ice in my veins when the buzzer sounds Feet off the floor,
never touching the ground (up in the air!) From the baseline drive
to the rafters high We write our names across the sky (buckets!)
Yeah,
count the banners on the wall We gave everything to the love
of the ball
(game over) Hung my jersey up
Left it all on the hardwood (forever)