Track 2 of the album Rush Hour · 2018
Rooftop Court Dreams
“I really did climb six flights to shoot hoops on that roof. The stairwell door was rusty but the view was free.”
trap · bounce trap · rooftop rap · 3:16
Lyrics
Six flights up with the ball under my arm Rusty stairwell door, but the roof got charm Chain-link fence and a cracked white line Skyline in the back like a big design Sneakers worn thin but the handle's tight Practicing crossovers in the fading light Nobody scouting, nobody keeping score Just me and the rim and the rooftop floor Dribble in the dark Every shot a spark Rooftop court dreams, reaching for the sky Rooftop court dreams, I was born to fly Hundred shots a night, gonna make it count Rooftop court dreams, watch me climb it out Pigeons on the backboard, wind in my face Net's got a tear but I love this place Cousin brings a speaker, plays a beat on low We run a little two-on-two, let the rhythm flow Trash talk friendly, we laugh through the sweat Every missed bucket, we don't get upset Hand in my face, I step back and rise Swish through the dusk, see the stars in my eyes Dribble in the dark Every shot a spark Rooftop court dreams, reaching for the sky Rooftop court dreams, I was born to fly Hundred shots a night, gonna make it count Rooftop court dreams, watch me climb it out Mama calls from the window down below Dinner's getting cold, but I gotta go slow One more free throw, then I'll head inside Seven in a row, I'm full of pride Someday maybe lights and a crowd will roar But I'll remember this rooftop floor Where every dream was built from a bounce Every single shot was a promise I announced Up here the whole city's mine Every window is a sign Up here the whole city's mine One more shot, then it's time Rooftop court dreams, reaching for the sky Rooftop court dreams, I was born to fly Hundred shots a night, gonna make it count Rooftop court dreams, watch me climb it out Swish, swish, rooftop Dreams don't stop