Gil - Kobe Fadeaway Lyrics

Stuck in the stu' for you
24 hours within
Cooking up an album
Smoother than leather on skin
Out for a spin
Harley, no Quinn
Cause this shit an operation
Boutta call up my next to kin
California bitches used to be my getaway
I was so down bad, struggled day to day
Down the Chardonnay just to wipe the pain away
Mmm, had to hit the Kobe Fadeaway
Name on my pendant cause I do this independent
Maneuver through the sea
Move up the scales like a lieutenant
People just be snoring
I'm mistreated, feel resentment
Shit's repellant
Fuck everybody, I ain't repentant
Fill them with doubt
Feel like a drought
See surprises on their faces when I'm coming back around
I'ma kiss and never tell but I need a lover
Someone tell them I'm from IL
I'm a spicy motherfucker
Riding through your city like a brand new scooter
Screaming hallelujah, straight onto the future
Trying to make it sooner, yuh yuh
Little shorty on her knees like she pray to Buddha
All these bitches like it rough
Pull her 'fro like Ludacris
Boy I shoot and never miss
No matter how much good you give
These people gonna diss
All I ever wanted was to taste a little bliss
Don't tell me twice, homie I won't end it like this, nah
Chris
Boy I shoot and never miss
No matter how much good you give
These people gonna diss
All I ever wanted was to taste a little bliss
Don't tell me twice, homie I won't end it like this, nah
Got my hair in the wind
But this rope is so thin
I just want you to know
How much far I will go
California bitches used to be my getaway
I was so down bad, struggled day to day
Down the Chardonnay just to wipe the pain away
Mmm, had to hit the Kobe Fadeaway
Been through a drought so you know I'm fucking desperate
Working for my money, ain't no handouts
Homie fuck the split
No gimmicks, no limits, all digits
Go against the law of physics
Make a living off my lyrics
Aye, fuck it
A lot of shit is gonna change 'fore I kick the bucket
Stage diving, got the whole crowd going ruckus
Explicit motherfucker, on your head I'll be cussing
No fussing, shit's bussing
Mama ain't raise a hating as bitch like Joe Budden
Two bars are more than enough for that muppet
Plenty people praying for my fall, need to go
But it'll take me time to finish like this shit an ugly hoe
Woah haha
Yo
So, I just landed back home yesterday
And for some reason you're not answering my calls
But, I just wanted to let you know that I miss you
And I'll be pulling up soon to the Sundown
So, I'll be really glad if I'll get to see you there

Stuck in the stu' for you
24 hours within
Cooking up an album
Smoother than leather on skin
Out for a spin
Harley, no Quinn
Cause this shit an operation
Boutta call up my next to kin
California bitches used to be my getaway
I was so down bad, struggled day to day
Down the Chardonnay just to wipe the pain away
Mmm, had to hit the Kobe Fadeaway
Name on my pendant cause I do this independent
Maneuver through the sea
Move up the scales like a lieutenant
People just be snoring
I'm mistreated, feel resentment
Shit's repellant
Fuck everybody, I ain't repentant
Fill them with doubt
Feel like a drought
See surprises on their faces when I'm coming back around
I'ma kiss and never tell but I need a lover
Someone tell them I'm from IL
I'm a spicy motherfucker
Riding through your city like a brand new scooter
Screaming hallelujah, straight onto the future
Trying to make it sooner, yuh yuh
Little shorty on her knees like she pray to Buddha
All these bitches like it rough
Pull her 'fro like Ludacris
Boy I shoot and never miss
No matter how much good you give
These people gonna diss
All I ever wanted was to taste a little bliss
Don't tell me twice, homie I won't end it like this, nah
Chris
Boy I shoot and never miss
No matter how much good you give
These people gonna diss
All I ever wanted was to taste a little bliss
Don't tell me twice, homie I won't end it like this, nah
Got my hair in the wind
But this rope is so thin
I just want you to know
How much far I will go
California bitches used to be my getaway
I was so down bad, struggled day to day
Down the Chardonnay just to wipe the pain away
Mmm, had to hit the Kobe Fadeaway
Been through a drought so you know I'm fucking desperate
Working for my money, ain't no handouts
Homie fuck the split
No gimmicks, no limits, all digits
Go against the law of physics
Make a living off my lyrics
Aye, fuck it
A lot of shit is gonna change 'fore I kick the bucket
Stage diving, got the whole crowd going ruckus
Explicit motherfucker, on your head I'll be cussing
No fussing, shit's bussing
Mama ain't raise a hating as bitch like Joe Budden
Two bars are more than enough for that muppet
Plenty people praying for my fall, need to go
But it'll take me time to finish like this shit an ugly hoe
Woah haha
Yo
So, I just landed back home yesterday
And for some reason you're not answering my calls
But, I just wanted to let you know that I miss you
And I'll be pulling up soon to the Sundown
So, I'll be really glad if I'll get to see you there