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Kobe

(album: Love Me Like I'm Dead (Last Call) - 2021)


[?], what'chu want, nigga?

First shootout this week, I ain't going in the house 'till I get like 3
Sliding in the Skat with a Mac in the back 'cause I heard niggas looking for me
Swerving in traffic, I'on care what'chu do lil' bruh, keep yo' eyes on that Jeep
My younging a king in a pair of some Jordans, he sliding with .223's
Lil' robber caught a murder, but just like Zaytoven, you know that case gon' get beat
Them crackers'll hang you jitt, put yo' head to your feet
We move like the army, I feel like a farmer, nigga I'm looking for beef
Jitt, you not a threat, 'cause boy if you were woulda' been pulled up to your street
Woulda' been pulled up wit the heat
Woulda' been made you use your feet
Slam a opp with a chop like O'Neal (Shaq)
Feel like Curry, I'm shooting a 3
I'm the same jitt from back in the G
Niggas know ain't no lacking with me
And all the opps like Tyler Perry, them niggas be acting to me

Step in the room with 3 shottas', all together like 50-some' bodies
All 3 off perkies and Molly, and you know we in love with them choppas'
Hopped out of the back of a steamer
These Balenci's look just like Adidas
Cold heart, but I stay with a heater
And I bet on my stripes like a zebra
Double C's, got Chanel on my shirt
Play crazy, get popped like a perc
Every morning, I pray for the best
Every night, I prepare for the worst
I don't wanna get put on a shirt
I don't wanna get put in the dirt
Know they gonna be crying and hurting, but fuck it, I'm a hot boy like Durk
I got it all on my own
Post on the block with my stone
Why you left me all alone?
Surrounded by steppas, I got control
Like 6ix9ine, you a troll
Niggas be acting like hoes
All in my business, all in my pockets, damn big bruh, you old
Nigga I get it and split it, ayy
We get them stolens and did it, ayy
You ain't getting money, then you in the way
You just a groupie hoe, you not my bae
Run up on me, get shot in the face
7.62, fell in love with the K
Run up on me and you play, you lay
Ain't gonna be room for Instagram thugging in that grave, nigga

Dead ass niggas
Leeky ass died on that lean, his bitch ass croaked, fuck nigga
Big 6 from the bricks, nigga
Nigga be doing all that Instagram thugging, ain't getting no get back
Fuck nigga, fuck you niggas talkin 'bout?

First shootout this week, I ain't going in the house 'till I get like 3
Sliding in the Skat with a Mac in the back 'cause I heard niggas looking for me
Swerving in traffic, I'on care what'chu do lil' bruh, keep yo' eyes on that Jeep
My younging a king in a pair of some Jordans, he sliding with .223's
Lil' robber caught a murder, but just like Zaytoven, you know that case gon' get beat
Them crackers'll hang you jitt, put yo' head to your feet
We move like the army, I feel like a farmer, nigga I'm looking for beef
Jitt, you not a threat, 'cause boy if you were woulda' been pulled up to your street
Woulda' been pulled up wit the heat
Woulda' been made you use your feet
Slam a opp with a chop like O'Neal (Shaq)
Feel like Curry, I'm shooting a 3
I'm the same jitt from back in the G
Niggas know ain't no lacking with me
And all the opps like Tyler Perry, them niggas be acting to me (fucking goofies)

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