LeBron on ending his career with the Lakers: “I would love for it to end here. I came here to finish the last stage of my career… But I’m also not silly or too jaded to know the business of the game as well."
Bron come to the O.
Lebron to the Las Vegas Super Sonics
Can someone bring me toilet paper please I’m out
Lebron to the kings
bron to the la rams
Bring back the SuperSonics!
noo bro come back to the heat
go to the browns
Needs to go to Cleveland. Help bring them another title. And get his 5th, maybe 6th ring if he sticks around another year
don’t scare me like that sleeper
thought he was retiring
Bron to the suns fam, lmao
Diddy diddy diddy diddy
Christmas 🌲 celebration 🍾🎉🎊 is close. I got you 8 parlays hitting green tonight ✅✅✅🤑🤑🤑💯💯💯
Leknows the business
Always green ✅here back to back let's hit big today I got NBA and LMb picks Add up let's hit together
Yo mate I got some fasho games that’s gonna hit big ready to locked in?everyone
No my glorious king
Lmao type of psychology mind fuck shit he on 😂😂😂😂
Taking the talents back to South BEACH BABY!
Cool vid
My Dearest LeBron, Oh, where do I even begin? My heart races like a squirrel on a caffeine high just at the thought of you, my beloved basketball deity. LeBron, my pookie bear, you are the epitome of greatness wrapped in a majestic package of talent and finesse. From the first moment I laid eyes on you, soaring through the air like a majestic eagle swooping in for the kill, I knew you were destined for greatness. Your mastery of the court leaves me in a perpetual state of awe, like a deer caught in the headlights of your unstoppable drive to the rim. Your silky-smooth touch around the rim makes my knees weak, and don't even get me started on that jump shot of yours. It's smoother than a freshly buttered biscuit sliding down a greased slope. Oh, how I would trade my collection of vintage beanie babies just to witness you sink one more three-pointer. And let's not forget your off-court charm, LeBron. You're not just a basketball icon; you're a devoted husband and father, a paragon of virtue in a world of chaos. Sometimes, I even catch myself daydreaming about calling you "dad," and I don't even mind. But oh, LeBron, my heart aches at the mere thought of the inevitable day when you hang up your sneakers for good. I swear, if freezing time were possible, I'd do it in a heartbeat just to savor every precious moment of your career. Remember when you left Cleveland, LeBron? My heart shattered into more pieces than a piñata at a toddler's birthday party. But then you brought home the bacon—well, technically, the championship—and all was forgiven. I cried enough tears of joy to fill a kiddie pool when you declared, "Cleveland, this is for you!" That moment will forever be etched into the annals of history, right alongside the invention of sliced bread and the discovery of fire. And speaking of history, let's not forget 2016. Oh, sweet mercy, LeBron, you pulled off the greatest comeback since Lazarus himself. Coming back from a 3-1 deficit to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat? It was like watching David slay Goliath, except you were both David and Goliath rolled into one magnificent basketball demigod.
Time to actually read those books Bron
Wait is he leaving for reals