Kobe King - Smoke Before The Funeral

Uh
Box me in, can't let em box me in
Ip man, times ten
Fight a hunnit men
Cool dude but I am him
We was never friends
I learned that when the family feuds then the family end
Uh
The family end
I guess the family end
Right
Cant let em box me in
Feel like Muhammad The Greatest
Not much a Rocky fan
Cold trap filled with different goals
I feel like I died for six hours, my body froze
Skeletons in my closet, I'm seeing clothes
Been in the stu for six hours, nobody know
Standing in the rain for six days, this summer cold
Fuck a new edition, I need newer quotes
The game changed
That same nigga hang with newer folk
To build a family tree
Broke my baby mama heart
She broke mine into three
Heard that when you grow apart they say it's time to leave
Some of y'all will bring it back together when y'all plant a seed
They don't want to see you ball, don't want to see you cheese
They hoping that you fall
They wanna see you bleed
I guess they ain't know the blood of kings' was on them leaves
It's money on his book before the boy learned how to read
Yea
Cold statements from a cold basement
And nowadays
Seem like they don't even play you if you not famous
She told me if you want it you gotta be patient
I told her just love me a lil bit and I could save us
What's a casket to mausoleum
Homies locked
Stuck in a box
We can't even see em
They said my nigga singing, I just wanna see em
Mind be roamin' like a Colosseum

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Kobe El-Bey

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