Kobe King - Kill Ya Masters

Yo BooBoo
Twotime my nigga
Happy Gday my nigga look
This the one too bruh
Free all my niggas man free the mob
You got the drip like your jewelry, don't make a fool of me, come buss a move with me
I been to places and I seen all types of the foolery, so it's fuck the community
What can you do wit me, told you I fight like it two of me
Told you that I ain't fuckin' with no new niggas, keep my distance like truancy
You peep when you talk to me, I look ya way what's this all about
Not on pay day, love to see 0's in my bank account
I make a play then I run it up, you poppin' up like I'm breaking out
I should of knew you get faded
You made me wait up for you looking stupid now a nigga patiently waiting
Missing the making of greatness
Fuck it I'm done making statements, I told you I'm not the one who you play with
Keep blacking out like the mac spittin', no don't pass me the number they catfishing
Cold in the summer that's bad business, only aim for top leave his hat missing
How many times you get robbed, the pack missing
Only left for a second, a bad decision
Kobe been a star like the starter sign
They overlook me like underline
How long it took me?
I had to clock in at quitting time
They tried to book me, teacher told me this would happen when I started playing hooky
I was thinking bout my life, man now I'm thinking what it could be
Back when we played on a mattress, never thought I'd hit a actress
I bet I could fuck the world now, if she throw it ima catch it
R.I.P. another bad bitch, kill the pussy it's a habit
Going in like baskets, what's heat to a maverick
I'm a sin, not a bastard
When the drop?
I need it faster
So bring the party and the crashers, what we celebrating after
I passed that chapter
I stay ahead of the pastor
You the one that stay obedient, I'm the one that kill the master

Written by:
Kobe El-Bey

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