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Tryna' Hoop (Hang Time Skyline) by Bobie

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Tryna' Hoop (Hang Time Skyline)

Hip Hop

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
Sneakers squeak, chain link sunk, court cuts a line Tryna' hoop, tryna' shine
Step on the blacktop, city heat on my spine Leather taste of rhythm, strap to strap, clock the time
Squeak of my necks, chalk dust on my palms Net sings that swish song, echo through the comms
Fast breaks, pass fakes, cash stakes up the street Spin, slip, split, pivot, pulse, perfect on the beat
Corner to baseline, shadow and skyline meet I breathe in the roar, lace up, make my heartbeat speak
Lights come up, crowd folds in like waves One clean arc, prairie is folded in the phrase
Pressure like velvet and ice, but I grip the ball tight Rise from the crack of the court into neon
Hang time, skyline — watch me fly
Sneakers squeak, net switch, breathe the sky
One shot, one breath, make the moment mine
Tryna' hoop, tryna' fly
Hang time, skyline, yeah
Sun cuts the chain link, lines like a script Lamp light, ghost in corners where legends were rid
Coach yelling cadence, mama's voice in my ear Play with your heart, kid, keep the vision clear
Fast breaks, pass fakes, break, ankles break down Cross steps, stutter, crowd leans and paws out
Clock ticks like a heartbeat, rim weights like a judge I turn second chances into gold with a single drudge
Lights feel heavier now, whispers turn to bets Footwork feels clumsy, the doubt writes threats
What if it bounces off, what if I miss the line Then I hush that shadow, one breath, one grind, one time
Hang time, skyline — watch me fly
Sneakers squeak, net switch, cut the sky
One shot, one breath, make the moment mine
Tryna' hoop, tryna' fly
Hang time, skyline, yeah
Oh, hang time
Lost the finals last June, tears on the bench seat
Learned to lace my losses into lessons, bittersweet
Swore I'd come back sharper, heart like temper wire
Now every miss a teacher, every hustle gets higher
Yeah, step in, step out, count the bruises I earn
Court lessons tattooed every time I learn
From pick up to pay up, I grind through the grind
Clock hands be ticking, I'm chasing my prime
Fast breaks, pass fakes, cash stakes on the line
Spin moves, skyline, watch the rim redefine
No silver spoons, just my laces in late nights
Met whisper in swish while my doubts take flight
Hustling my marrow, heart beats like a drumline
Tryna' hoop, tryna' fly, that's the headline
Hang time, skyline, watch me fly
Sneakers squeak, net switch, split the sky
One shot, one breath, stake the claim in time
Tryna' hoop, tryna' fly
Hang time, skyline
Post my canvas, sunset, scoreboard glows
Keep the fire, keep the fight, where the river flows
Tryna' hoop all day, all night, I grind
Hang time, skyline, keep that chant in mind