Black Mamba Mentality

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Late nights

One shot

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I was on the bench, same jersey, different mission

They were talking dreams, I was talking repetition

Every miss replayed in my head, slow motion

Turned every brick that I laid into devotion

Up early, lights off, lungs burn

They sleep, I sweat, my turn

You pray for the moment, I plan for it

You hope for a lane, I ran toward it (hey!)

Black Mamba mentality

I don’t fold, I don’t break, that’s reality

Whole world on my back, that’s a salary

I turn pain into points, that’s my alchemy

Black Mamba mentality

Cut deep, cold eyes, that’s fatality

If I said I’mma win, that’s a fact to me

I don’t need your applause, just a challenge, please

Hands cracked up from the work, still I’m lacing

You just want the crowd, I just want the foundation

They cheer for the shot, I’m addicted to the drill

Same move, thousand times, till it hit how I feel

Miss? Then I’m back to the spot, reset

Scoreboard lying if I ain’t bled yet

Legacy ain’t luck, that’s layers

Built from every lonely night and quiet prayer (oh yeah)

Black Mamba mentality

I don’t fold, I don’t break, that’s reality

Whole world on my back, that’s a salary

I turn pain into points, that’s my alchemy

Black Mamba mentality

Cut deep, cold eyes, that’s fatality

If I said I’mma win, that’s a fact to me

I don’t need your applause, just a challenge, please

Who gon’ guard me? Doubt? I cook that

Fear in my lane? I push that

Clock tick down, that’s my language

Pressure in my veins, I manage

Black Mamba mentality

I don’t fold, I don’t break, that’s reality

Whole world on my back, that’s a salary

I turn pain into points, that’s my alchemy

Black Mamba mentality

Cut deep, cold eyes, that’s fatality

If I said I’mma win, that’s a fact to me

I don’t need your applause, just a challenge, please