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Kobe King

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Aye nigga
I heard you paint houses
Nah, not anymore nigga
Nigga you lying
King
I know some killers from The Four who make it real lit,
You better talk that young nigga down because mine gonna drill shit
And ima ride with em, if we all crash ima die with em
Never flock to niggas because I'm fly with em
SOS, my soul drowning, ima dive with em
Better that than suicide get em
(yea)
That magic stick, he got that magic dick that made her stick around til' she found out he ain't shit, and she ain't having it
But it's a habit and, niggas just always sit around, stuck imagining
If it's gas light it up, then get it back again
And if it's smoke then it's up, they know what's happening
Best believe, catch one of us we throwing back at them
Think they had enough, I catch your bluff we throwing back at them
Like John Madden or whoever else is Kapernickin'
Pack sticking to my fingers, that shit finger lickin'
Why the rich keep getting richer because they penny pinch
And all my niggas living out the kitchen, whippin', still whippin'
Catch that boy by the L, he was real slippin'
All them holes in his body and he still living, this is real spinnin'
This how you post up on his block, leave his chin missing
Won't answer me but talk to cops, they be real snitchin'
When I fall I catch myself, this is real trippin'
Paper in my pocket, this is real pimpin'
(Uh)
Paper in my pocket, this is real pimpin'
Put her in her place in a couple minutes
Buss all on her face before I'm cumming in it
Then make her listen to my tape like is you fucking with it
Pussy so good, taste like I know you didn't
Like I'm skinny dippin' when I'm swimmin' in it
My brother different, waiting for his sentence
Feel like life changing, feel like good riddance
(Uh)
When I fall I catch myself, this is real trippin'
Paper in my pocket, this is real pimpin'
Talk to Allah, when you choose to make the time for him
Talk to em all, that's your dog but you won't die for him
I paid to cost to be the boss, think Ricky lied to them
Perfect timing, and got me back on my grind again
Couldn't see em coming down my eyes, so when one started to fall, bitch I started to cry
A king can recognize a king in disguise, so by them waiting on our downfall we started to rise
When I fall I catch myself, this is real trippin'
Paper in my pocket, this is real pimpin'
When I fall I catch myself, real trippin'
Paper in my pocket, real pimpin'
You are everything, everything is you, everything is everything
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