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kobe in 2009 (outro) - dababy lyrics

[intro]
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

[chorus]
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 n*gga slippin’, he had a baby on thе way
what the f*ck i look like leavin’ up out my housе without my gun?
like my mama ever feel like a n*gga popped one of her sons
n*ggas trippin’

[verse 1]
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 n*ggas do they job
don’t even gotta do a lot, f*ck with me, it’s do or die
lot of these n*ggas live a lie, i was just out here gettin’ by
y’all don’t even like to smoke no weed, y’all n*ggas out here gettin’ high
y’all don’t even like to take care of y’all kids, y’all n*ggas just give ’em out
i’d be out here by myself, i let y’all n*ggas ’round
[interlude]
let none of you n*ggas ’round me, n*gga
me and you n*ggas ain’t the same, n*gga, we ain’t nothin’ alike, n*gga, this baby, n*gga
you know, when you even think of kirk, n*gga, when you even speak of kirk, n*gga
know what you speakin’ on, n*gga
this sh*t different

[verse 2]
ready to tie the knot just because you get a ring
looked her in her eyes and told her she f*ckin’ with a king
don’t be thinkin’ this sh*t sweet because you love a n*gga smile
even on them days you weak, you gotta hold all this sh*t down
it’s responsibility to f*ck with a man that’s built like me
like the segregated days, don’t let these n*ggas sit by me
like remember the titans, i don’t let these n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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 f*ckin’ with my dog, b*tch, i don’t do them type of hugs
[chorus]
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 n*gga slippin’, he had a baby on the way
what the f*ck i look like leavin’ up out my house without my gun?
like my mama ever feel like a n*gga popped one of her sons
n*ggas trippin’

- dababy lyrics

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