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• Artiste: DaBaby
• Titre: Kobe In 2009 (Outro)
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Yeah, you can tell every day I wake up when I'm smilin' That I'm sure enough of your love to acknowledge And if I'll be sure I'm a prisoner at war And I'll be sure I'm a prisoner of yours Your love, baby (Baby) Your love, baby (Baby) Woo I'm tryna win Kobe in 2009, I be scared to pass the ball My family full of alcoholics, they ready for alcohol I got it on me now and, yeah, I'm ready to back you off Your mama be sleepin' good at night, she must ain't never got that call On the the other end of the phone sayin' her baby ain't okay They done caught that nigga slippin', he had a baby on thе way What the fuck I look like leavin' up out my housе without my gun? Like my mama ever feel like a nigga popped one of her sons Niggas trippin' When one of her sons already died by the gun, but it was different A suicide, wishin' that it was you alive Tellin' the police kiss my ass, makin' them niggas do they job Don't even gotta do a lot, fuck with me, it's do or die Lot of these niggas live a lie, I was just out here gettin' by Y'all don't even like to smoke no weed, y'all niggas out here gettin' high Y'all don't even like to take care of y'all kids, y'all niggas just give 'em out I'd be out here by myself, I let y'all niggas 'round Let none of you niggas 'round me, nigga Me and you niggas ain't the same, nigga, we ain't nothin' alike, nigga, this Baby, nigga You know, when you even think of Kirk, nigga, when you even speak of Kirk, nigga Know what you speakin' on, nigga This shit different Ready to tie the knot just because you get a ring Looked her in her eyes and told her she fuckin' with a king Don't be thinkin' this shit sweet because you love a nigga smile Even on them days you weak, you gotta hold all this shit down It's responsibility to fuck with a man that's built like me Like the segregated days, don't let these niggas sit by me Like Remember the Titans, I don't let these niggas play with me Like it got a key to my house, you know this pistol stay with me I can't even sleep without my fire Like it make me lose my appetite, I can't eat without my fire I don't do them type of drugs, y'all niggas can't think when y'all that high So I don't do them type of drugs And they don't be wantin' you to grow, so I don't do them type of plugs And I ain't takin' off my shoes if you don't keep your carpet clean I'd rather stand outside the door 'cause I don't do them type of rugs And I got integrity, she be tryna get here next to me When she know she fuckin' with my dog, bitch, I don't do them type of hugs Kobe in 2009, I be scared to pass the ball My family full of alcoholics, they ready for alcohol I got it on me now and, yeah, I'm ready to back you off Your mama be sleepin' good at night, she must ain't never got that call On the the other end of the phone sayin' her baby ain't okay They done caught that nigga slippin', he had a baby on the way What the fuck I look like leavin' up out my house without my gun? Like my mama ever feel like a nigga popped one of her sons Niggas trippin'