Lyrics:
Hol' up!
9 out of 10, I'ma keep it zen
9 out of 10, can you please fix your lens?
9 out of 10, got you playin' pretend
9 out of 10, here we go again
9 out of 10, could've bought the fam' a Benz
9 out of 10, are you making amends?
9 out of 10, I probably lost an M
That shit ain't nothin', man, let it sink in
Used to hoop in your condo so comfortably
Knew one day I'd be good and you'd come for me
Didn't know it would make me this hungry
Lookin' at your judgment and everyone's wondering
Ride the heat, the Windy City, did you see the damn coat?
Saw you in the hallway, you said, "Youngin, put on a show"
Didn't know that's the code for "You're about to get rolled"
Even Adam Silver told me I deserve the gold
[lyrics was taken from http://www.lyrics.my/artists/aaron-gordon/lyrics/9-out-of-10] Didn't get the trophy, but I got somethin' to hold
Deez nuts, forgive me, bro, I won't sell my soul
Big chillin', paint me as a villain
I jumped over the biggest dude in the buildin'
God willin', the best then and I still am
Your judgement gives me no fulfillment
I see you, young OG, I thought you saw the same to me
Legend in my city, promise I'ma make you believe
6 years in the league, just wettin' my feet
Them Miami boys is cool, I'm still checkin' the Heat
I appreciate the text and you checkin' for me
Dreams of a dunk trophy restin' in peace
Reverend Jackson said that's some bullshit
Lights, camera, action, you're the culprit
Queen Latifah said we do it for the fans
Showed these scars and she said she understands
Still tryna jump Shaq for the last one
Been cool since Uncle Drew, so bygones, we get past 'em
Let me set the record straight, perfects? I got 8
That'll ring bells all the way to heaven's gates
This shit ain't nothin', man, let that sink in
9 out of 10, I'ma keep it zen
9 out of 10, can you please fix your lens?
9 out of 10, got you playin' pretend
9 out of 10, here we go again
9 out of 10, could've bought the fam' a Benz
9 out of 10, are you making amends?
9 out of 10, I probably lost an M
That shit ain't nothin', man, let it sink in
Used to hoop in your condo so comfortably
Knew one day I'd be good and you'd come for me
Didn't know it would make me this hungry
Lookin' at your judgment and everyone's wondering
Ride the heat, the Windy City, did you see the damn coat?
Saw you in the hallway, you said, "Youngin, put on a show"
Didn't know that's the code for "You're about to get rolled"
Even Adam Silver told me I deserve the gold
[lyrics was taken from http://www.lyrics.my/artists/aaron-gordon/lyrics/9-out-of-10] Didn't get the trophy, but I got somethin' to hold
Deez nuts, forgive me, bro, I won't sell my soul
Big chillin', paint me as a villain
I jumped over the biggest dude in the buildin'
God willin', the best then and I still am
Your judgement gives me no fulfillment
I see you, young OG, I thought you saw the same to me
Legend in my city, promise I'ma make you believe
6 years in the league, just wettin' my feet
Them Miami boys is cool, I'm still checkin' the Heat
I appreciate the text and you checkin' for me
Dreams of a dunk trophy restin' in peace
Reverend Jackson said that's some bullshit
Lights, camera, action, you're the culprit
Queen Latifah said we do it for the fans
Showed these scars and she said she understands
Still tryna jump Shaq for the last one
Been cool since Uncle Drew, so bygones, we get past 'em
Let me set the record straight, perfects? I got 8
That'll ring bells all the way to heaven's gates
This shit ain't nothin', man, let that sink in