EJ King, Caskey - Kobe lyrics

[EJ King, Caskey - Kobe lyrics]

Fade away like Kobe
Making plays on the sidelines
Talking like you know me
That's the way that you will get hogtied
I'm the bad guy, feel like I got mob ties
(I do)
And that drank in my cup, I got all eyes
And them boys vouch for you, well
They all lie gotta go and make our beds
Then we all lie in it
I'm a menace, Lord forgive us, God willin'
I'ma ride 'til the end of the road
Don't care who with me

I'm back with a hit
Me and Caskey rolling zips
Make a play, I'm in the whip
We on the way to getting rich
I've been broke my whole life
Ain't that about a bitch?
Think things about to change
Like the gears on my switch
Carolina 'til the death, CRG what it is
Loyalty mean everything but
Everyday they switch, yeah
Never trust a soul, never trust a
Bitch, never fuck with hoes, gotta get it in
Money on my mind, I don't
Politic, I just flip it, go and get it again
Blowing the smoke in the ozone
I'm gone with the wind
Wolves of this shit, but we black sheep
I ain't got time for the friends
Only got time for the money
Dividends and the hunnids, chasing checks
We runnin' this rap shit, we run it
Up just like the numbers, yeah

Fade away like Kobe
Making plays on the sidelines
Talking like you know me
That's the way that you will get hogtied
I'm the bad guy, feel like I got mob ties
(I do)
And that drank in my cup, I got all eyes
And them boys vouch for you, well
They all lie gotta go and make our beds
Then we all lie in it
I'm a menace, Lord forgive us, God willin'
I'ma ride 'til the end of the road
Don't care who with me

Fuck your bitch
I might be her best of all time
Y'all some squares
Like the tattoos on my jaw line
Smokin it fresh out the bag
I got no complaints, i got no apologies
She wanna fuck with a pimp
See in my eyes that only one god in me
See how I rised, took my lil sack
I made an economy
Seat on my side, nineteen-eleven
Want no one to bother me
See that I died, in 2009
I'm scraping the pots
My pops told me peace when I
Left out to school, came back
He wasn't alive
My struggle was hard to describe
Angels fly away and demons arrive
Milligrams chopped up on the counter
Devilish things done to survive
The way I eat, bring it
I'ma demise, mama calling
I can't look in her eyes
Yeah, I've been down
And my downfall really starting to rise
Damn, I gotta go get the check and the bands
I cannot fuck with you Stans
Damn, I gotta change up my
Life, I'm hitting them licks
I'm riding with grams
Damn, ride with a fo' five in
The front of my seat
I'm shooting the shots quick
Thinking that you know it all
The streets turn you to agnostic
Thinking that you sipping medicine
Really everything is toxic
Thinking that you got the upperhand
Then you come around and get drop kicked
My weed coming from the tropic
I made myself a trending topic
There's ecstasy inside the cockpit
Your legacy is microscopic
I'm in charge to say the least, put
My number on the beats, called up
Got 'em on the east
Tryna make another payment
You know that your life only
Come with a lease
Gotta pay that shit back when you go
Only reason I'm stacking this dough
Called up my partner like
What's with the plug?
Go meet me back at the stove

Fade away like Kobe
Making plays on the sidelines
Talking like you know me
That's the way that you will get hogtied
I'm the bad guy, feel like I got mob ties
(I do)
And that drank in my cup, I got all eyes
And them boys vouch for you, well
They all lie gotta go and make our beds
Then we all lie in it
I'm a menace, Lord forgive us, God willin'
I'ma ride 'til the end of the road
Don't care who with me

Can't stop, won't stop, a soldier
I don't need your exposure
I don't need you controlling me, or my focus
Labels telling us bullshit, I struggle
I hustle the full shift
I put in the muscle, I'm cool with it
Flexing like I'm benching 250
Light weight, you gotta stick with
Me, 1, 2, get it, say I'm the shit
Well the shoe fittin', my flow is
So dirty, I need clinics, you gaspin'
Lackin' on each sentence, eat shit
I hope you hear this one
Try to compare, don't be sneak dissin'
Me and my brothers
We go through our troubles
But it's not for nothin'
We working on come ups
I'm telling y'all now
It's gon' be a cold summer
Got me feeling like the man
Feeling like a band
Why? 'cause my Glock got a drummer
And my knots getting dumber
This is not what y'all wanted
This is just what I'm on and become a legend
Keep goin'

Fade away like Kobe
Making plays on the sidelines
Talking like you know me
That's the way that you will get hogtied
I'm the bad guy, feel like I got mob ties
(I do)
And that drank in my cup, I got all eyes
And them boys vouch for you, well
They all lie gotta go and make our beds
Then we all lie in it
I'm a menace, Lord forgive us, God willin'
I'ma ride 'til the end of the road
Don't care who with me

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