Kobe King - Closer (feat. Juni Cartega)

Henny sippin', bitches off the coca
I be trippin' all the nights I'm sober
Pistol grippin', heater out the holster, if you dare come closer
Henny sippin', bitches off the coca
I be trippin' all the nights I'm sober
Pistol grippin', heater out the holster, if you dare come closer
(Yea)
This shit is prolific
It took more than some repetitions, It's more like exquisite
If they don't see it they pessimistic, just wanna be with it
Young, black & gifted
Living with resentment in the world, took the hate and flipped it
Keep doing burpees when I fall, it's how you ball when you miss it
My brother back against the wall, he still call from a distance
If I'm Scotty, he Pippen, I feel a part of me missing
Been yelling free that nigga Brick since he got caught with the smithin'
Chop it up with my OG's, when they talked I would listen
It's still some niggas that owe me from playing cards in the kitchen
On my mama I'm different, roll up a wood and get lifted
If I'm rolling with the gang and we see em he go missing
These some niggas creep up clean ya clock, hit a nigga wig quick
Some niggas calling all the shots, I'm the nigga they be with
Since we was running through them blocks, had to learn all that G shit
Life ain't what you make it until you learn how to see shit
Henny sippin', bitches off the coca
I be trippin' all the nights I'm sober
Pistol grippin', heater out the holster, if you dare come closer
Henny sippin', bitches off the coca
I be trippin' all the nights I'm sober
Pistol grippin', heater out the holster, if you dare come closer
Won't be long I only need a sec
Something going on the world need a check
Corona got me in the crib thinking devious
It's gon be a cold summer, you don't believe it yet?
All I can say is I got heat for that
PGAA on the way, I know you needed that
Lames better stay in they place, I ain't beat for that
Rearrange the things in ya place, when them heaters clap
You drew your gun but it's too late they oned you
And you ain't have no where to run to, we're the ones that punk'd you
Got in that scuffle, heard that nigga lumped you
Stung you with that left, don't let em see you stumble
This gang shit a make a nigga humble
You ain't gon always have your strap, hope you ain't scared to rumble
That shit go blocow when them tryna kill you
You gotta rock out with your glock out, make them niggas feel you
Henny sippin', bitches off the coca
I be trippin' all the nights I'm sober
Pistol grippin', heater out the holster, if you dare come closer
Henny sippin', bitches off the coca
I be trippin' all the nights I'm sober
Pistol grippin', heater out the holster, if you dare come closer

Written by:
Kobe El-Bey

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