Kobe’s $on Interlude (Freestyle 81)

Verse 1
I pull right on up off schedule
Hardly ever eat my veggies
Cannot be on time or healthy
Can’t stay stuck on what had happened

Uh
Uh
So So upset bout practice
Sauce sauce sauce like mom spaghetti
Too much sauce blow chunks and wear it

Hit
Hit
Said I can’t wait to get big
Like this blunt in my hand
I would take my friends but I’m my only friend
Kobe’s crazy 8 on my feet
How you even gon compete
Give up, If I dropped a tape
Imma drop the team
That is my wet dream

Skeet skeet skeet
Skeet skeet skeet
Skeeet skeet
Skeet

That a lot of winning
In my tunnel vision
Tap out when I tap in I was hmmmm yeah
I was meditating
A Solid solar plexus
Confidence is felt
At tonight big game you bomb
I might post like 81 I feel like I’m Kobe son 24 I hit the shot
I get better in the clutch
And it still just ain’t enough
Ain’t nothing new under the sun
Kill my vibe and feel the pump
Coming straight from plant mars
Take yo girl straight to my bunk
She got junk inside the trunk
If you count me out you dumb
Wrap her mouth around my gun
Then I bust like 81 I feel like I’m Kobe son
If you count me out you dumb
If you count me out-

Imma be on one regardless
I was put here to take it the farthest
Ain’t this what you wanted ? you got it