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Letra : Kobe
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Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
L462, gang (Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
Keep my 24 like Kobe ain't dead
And got bros on that block
Bro caught a case 'cause he tweakin' off the meds
But he don't know how to stop
All this money on me, call it loose lead
B*t*h, I'm ballin' hard in the NBA
I ignore all the hate and the envy, ayy
You ain't ready for war, man
You f**k n***as be in the cut like a bandaid
I ain't listen to pops but I'm man made
Smokin' pounds, I remember my grams days
I can't never go back to them damn days
I got PTSD, [?]
Stupid b*t*h on my line but I'm done from my [?]
So I just send the text to the spam page
She [?] when we go on a date
She don't like groupies that be on my face
Know I ain't perfect but I earned it
That's how b*t*h know I ain't change
Double G, [?] Gucci me down
B*t*h, [?] took me out
on my spot, ain't no movin' me out
Still don't think they understand
I ain't doin' this sh*t for no Grammy
I just ball in this sh*t for my family
Too turnt up, I know n***as can't stand me
Took this sh*t then they [?]
But I just keep a tool like I'm [?]
I feel like I was stuck in the basement
And my b*t*h, she bougie, ain't basic
We was livin' like GTA, man
F**k a GPA, give a f**k 'bout graduation
Keep my 24 like Kobe ain't dead
And got bros on that block
Bro caught a case 'cause he tweakin' off the meds
But he don't know how to stop
All this money on me, call it looselead
B*t*h, I'm ballin' hard in the NBA
I ignore all the hate and the envy, ayy
You ain't ready for war, man
You f**k n***as be in the cut like a bandaid
You [?] me, this what they say to me but we still [?]
You either gang or you a opp
There ain't no such thing as frenemies
I pop two Xanax, that help me mentally
But feel them killin' me
Momma, I been tryna [?]
I earned it, ain't tryna [?] I'm burning
I'm so hot and when I'm [?]
Clutch on my [?], that's [?]
Somebody gon' die
Don't think this pain gon' go away
I feel like a b*t*h when I cry
Keep my 24 like Kobe ain't dead
And got bros on that block
Bro caught a case 'cause he tweakin' off the meds
But he don't know how to stop
All this money on me, call it looselead
B*t*h, I'm ballin' hard in the NBA
I ignore all the hate and the envy, ayy
You ain't ready for war, man
You f**k n***as be in the cut like a bandaid
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
L462, gang (Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
Keep my 24 like Kobe ain't dead
And got bros on that block
Bro caught a case 'cause he tweakin' off the meds
But he don't know how to stop
All this money on me, call it loose lead
B*t*h, I'm ballin' hard in the NBA
I ignore all the hate and the envy, ayy
You ain't ready for war, man
You f**k n***as be in the cut like a bandaid
I ain't listen to pops but I'm man made
Smokin' pounds, I remember my grams days
I can't never go back to them damn days
I got PTSD, [?]
Stupid b*t*h on my line but I'm done from my [?]
So I just send the text to the spam page
She [?] when we go on a date
She don't like groupies that be on my face
Know I ain't perfect but I earned it
That's how b*t*h know I ain't change
Double G, [?] Gucci me down
B*t*h, [?] took me out
on my spot, ain't no movin' me out
Still don't think they understand
I ain't doin' this sh*t for no Grammy
I just ball in this sh*t for my family
Too turnt up, I know n***as can't stand me
Took this sh*t then they [?]
But I just keep a tool like I'm [?]
I feel like I was stuck in the basement
And my b*t*h, she bougie, ain't basic
We was livin' like GTA, man
F**k a GPA, give a f**k 'bout graduation
Keep my 24 like Kobe ain't dead
And got bros on that block
Bro caught a case 'cause he tweakin' off the meds
But he don't know how to stop
All this money on me, call it looselead
B*t*h, I'm ballin' hard in the NBA
I ignore all the hate and the envy, ayy
You ain't ready for war, man
You f**k n***as be in the cut like a bandaid
You [?] me, this what they say to me but we still [?]
You either gang or you a opp
There ain't no such thing as frenemies
I pop two Xanax, that help me mentally
But feel them killin' me
Momma, I been tryna [?]
I earned it, ain't tryna [?] I'm burning
I'm so hot and when I'm [?]
Clutch on my [?], that's [?]
Somebody gon' die
Don't think this pain gon' go away
I feel like a b*t*h when I cry
Keep my 24 like Kobe ain't dead
And got bros on that block
Bro caught a case 'cause he tweakin' off the meds
But he don't know how to stop
All this money on me, call it looselead
B*t*h, I'm ballin' hard in the NBA
I ignore all the hate and the envy, ayy
You ain't ready for war, man
You f**k n***as be in the cut like a bandaid
