Zee, Jakus - Kobe Lyrics

I be on the block with the homie
Make money from the loud but we low key
Tryna get this mula then ball like we Kobe RIP the OG
Had to lick them shots on ma lonelys
Sexy gyal looking here like she on me
Seen her squint her eyes over der like she knows me
I know a bad yute called Toby
Went round there & the ends got smokey
Need more money for me & ma nigga
Tryna make a 100 bags in a dinger
No money from the music man are still drug dealer
Better watch what you do that's the feds in the bimma
Quick phone call from my jigga said he'll throw dat food if I move it quicker
Always liked my gyaldem thicker
She backed it up and I be waved off the liquor
Need more money for me and my guy
2 peng tings in da, back of the ride
My bro in the trap chillin wi cats all night
I'm at the top of the game when I touch the mic
He didn't say shit when he, seen me on site
Cah we can, throw dem hands zee be good for a fight
I'm known in the hood and I get love alright
Make money from food then get paid real nice
From a place where the boy dem chat they too sinister
9 millimetre, roll with the milita
City boys ain't much to a villager
Public enemy number one Johnny Dillinger
Swagger in my step fresh how we walk in
The man are eating and I need my portion
Rollin pushing in my chips brudda cah we all in
Now they on a pedestal I can see em falling
Right to the left? Bruddas ain't right so they left
New airs white nikes when I step
Bruddas lose sight wanna hype to their friends
Got em looking too dead in the eyes of their ends
Man they meedi, way too neeky
Re imaginated with a, wish from a genie
Used to run cc's now I got the plans for bbc
Preme sound man it's easy
Need more money for me and my guy
2 peng tings in da, back of the ride
My bro in the trap chillin wi cats all night
I'm at the top of the game when I touch the mic
He didn't say shit when he, seen me on site
Cah we can, throw dem hands zee be good for a fight
I'm known in the hood and I get love alright
Make money from food then get paid real nice

I be on the block with the homie
Make money from the loud but we low key
Tryna get this mula then ball like we Kobe RIP the OG
Had to lick them shots on ma lonelys
Sexy gyal looking here like she on me
Seen her squint her eyes over der like she knows me
I know a bad yute called Toby
Went round there & the ends got smokey
Need more money for me & ma nigga
Tryna make a 100 bags in a dinger
No money from the music man are still drug dealer
Better watch what you do that's the feds in the bimma
Quick phone call from my jigga said he'll throw dat food if I move it quicker
Always liked my gyaldem thicker
She backed it up and I be waved off the liquor
Need more money for me and my guy
2 peng tings in da, back of the ride
My bro in the trap chillin wi cats all night
I'm at the top of the game when I touch the mic
He didn't say shit when he, seen me on site
Cah we can, throw dem hands zee be good for a fight
I'm known in the hood and I get love alright
Make money from food then get paid real nice
From a place where the boy dem chat they too sinister
9 millimetre, roll with the milita
City boys ain't much to a villager
Public enemy number one Johnny Dillinger
Swagger in my step fresh how we walk in
The man are eating and I need my portion
Rollin pushing in my chips brudda cah we all in
Now they on a pedestal I can see em falling
Right to the left? Bruddas ain't right so they left
New airs white nikes when I step
Bruddas lose sight wanna hype to their friends
Got em looking too dead in the eyes of their ends
Man they meedi, way too neeky
Re imaginated with a, wish from a genie
Used to run cc's now I got the plans for bbc
Preme sound man it's easy
Need more money for me and my guy
2 peng tings in da, back of the ride
My bro in the trap chillin wi cats all night
I'm at the top of the game when I touch the mic
He didn't say shit when he, seen me on site
Cah we can, throw dem hands zee be good for a fight
I'm known in the hood and I get love alright
Make money from food then get paid real nice