Franchise the Rapper - The Story of Franchise Lyrics

Playing Super Smash hit you with the Falcon Punch
Freedom like a high schooler going out for lunch
But now I'm older all these people wanna do is brunch
What the f*ck man I really miss breakfast
Thinking bout the days when I used to go and mess with
Bitches at the park, and we texting
Meet you after the dark that's the best thing
My curfew's 9 o clock
But I know you need the cock
Horniness it never stops
So I'll hit you after midnight
My mom is at the crib type
One to hold a grip tight
Trynna raise her kid right
But little did she know that all of that just made me smarter
I bet she always wishing that she would've had a daughter
Lie and say I'm crashing at a friends
Get in accidents again
Shouts to Ashe, that was the kid
But I keep crashing in his whip
On our way to the Jacuzzis
Meeting bitches from Brazil that always got the big booties
Reminiscing on the times, when nothing's on my mind
No whip couldn't drive, but the homies on my side
Playing NBA Live
05
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Reminiscing on the times, when we were spitting rhymes
And ball was my life, back when chilling was the vibe
Ballin up at Lakeside
Lakeside
Lakeside, Lakeside
Aye yo Wil bring the flame right quick
I got bitches on the line and they frame quite thick
And imma go for dome I just need some brain like this
And they might dip, but I don't care she ate my kids
Hit up AK and we riding to the mansion
Never had a whip, so I'm riding on a tandem
We be playin FIFA little kids be throwing tantrums
Welcome you to CeleNation
That shit was the f*ckin anthem
Emeka Okafor on the jersey
Sittin' with the Kissables Hershey's
Love handles on my side like a purse be
Creepin' in the cabinet no one heard me
I had to keep it quiet
I was on a diet
So everytime I ate cookie I would have hide it
Eat the sweets in private
If someone ask who ate it, yeah you know I'm lying
I'm whilin', but I'm smiling cause I'm
Reminiscing on the times, when nothing's on my mind
No whip couldn't drive, but the homies on my side
Playing NBA Live
05
05 05
Reminiscing on the times, when we were spitting rhymes
And ball was my life, back when chilling was the vibe
Ballin up at Lakeside
Lakeside
Lakeside, Lakeside
Pass the phone round the speaker spit the freestyles
Known to be wild
I was thee child
That was feared by all the parents in my neighborhood
They're glad I didn't stay I could
Imagine that they're saying good
Riddens
I was hitting little kids when they was dissin
Had the Christians always bitching
Commenting on my decisions
Wouldn't listen, busy winning
The Pirates minor division
That was back in 06 and
When I was lacking the vision
Even back then all I did was rap and ball
Couldn't run a lap at all
I would have to walk
Now the fat is off
Got the stamina
Went from amateur
To professional
At the drop of my testicles
Puberty was a blessing
I went from stretching
My brothers clothes
To f*ckin' hoes
And touching toes
And if you don't know
Well now you know
The story of Franchise
Now watch me grow
Reminiscing on the times, when nothing's on my mind
No whip couldn't drive, but the homies on my side
Playing NBA Live
05
05 05
Reminiscing on the times, when we were spitting rhymes
And ball was my life, back when chilling was the vibe
Ballin up at Lakeside
Lakeside
Lakeside, Lakeside
Reminiscing on the times, when nothing's on my mind
No whip couldn't drive, but the homies on my side
Playing NBA Live
05
05 05
Reminiscing on the times, when we were spitting rhymes
And ball was my life, back when chilling was the vibe
Ballin up at Lakeside
Lakeside
Lakeside, Lakeside
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