Kobe Bean Freestyle ft. PPC Haze Lyrics

How much more do you want from me

More

How much more successful do you want me to be

More successful

How many records can my records break

More records

Sean J, you killed this shit

I heard they formed an alliance

Against little old me

You can tell by my gut

I ain't ran from no beef

I turn rappers to merch

Then sell it at the venue

I smell murder in the air

Now shit mama this box of tissues

We don't play fair

We all we know is play for keeps

Even though you my dawg, don't mean you get a treat

Lying down ain't a trick

Gotta get up, go fetch

And don't come back if you ain't comin' with a check

I stretch rappers like spandex

I'm that tight

Punch lines are jaw breaks

They can't bite

Tennessee wildfires

Y'all camp sites

They see me and get on knees

That ain't cap right

I'm a god

Look to heaven to address me

I got a spot

Cruela can't help you catch me

Legends don't die

They only come alive

9692

Hello, I arrived

God sent, but I've been hell ever since

I've been hell ever since

And money my language

That's only thing that ever made sense

They know they can't touch me

But they feel my presence

They copy my style

But they don't have my essence

They pray for my fall

F them and the reverend

I'm sending them demons

How's that for a blessing

The coldest the hottest

Boy, I control weather

The greatest of the best

Ain't nobody better

My brother's divine

Shout out to Big 7

Even Goliath know we big steppers

Look

Go relate his message

Tell him that I'm running things

Running

Running

He say he an animal

I'm going hunting then

Take off your head and mount it on the wall

Mount it on the wall

Put me on any beat and watch I go off

Ha, going off in the worst way

You better than your on phase on my worse day

You got Jay on the beat

Haze and Ten for the word play

They ain't living nothing like they word say

Yall ain't eating nigga y'all the entree

Got them outside waiting on the OK

Ninety-four

Baby

Me versus them that's a dub cause I'm winning

I'm drippin they slipping

No Mac on my pimpin'

Them cases start pending

People start bailing

I heard it was smoke

Pull up

You gon' be friendly

Now who want the extra I'm real deal a stepper

I'll heat this bitch I brought hot sauce and pepper

That none make them bring and ambulance and stretcher

Like a nigga wounded I'm applying pressure

Hold up

Diamonds maker her eyes cris cross

Ice on sub-zero I'm playing with frost

One hand grip that bitch like Randy Moss

Every move I make, the move of a boss

How you be a boss

Can't pay the cost

Everybody bet against me done lost

Trying to dodge a rico tell them free Jeff

Just like a kappa, baby I'ma step

803 where I'm from what I rep

How I touch pussy she gon' have to prep

Bitch, I came to win

Get them dividends

So much love and hate from men and women many men

Cousins out the blue claiming that kin

When it come to business I don't do the friends

Jus to hide the pain, I Cartier the lens

I be with the real one I'm chilling with Ten

Don't chill with no busters, don't chill with no fakes

Jewlery wet like I been fishing out a lake

How I run the game surprise I don't ache

She gon' blow the candle, I'ma get the cake

Every 24 tryin' to make something shake

I'ma chase a bag, you can stamp that

Only cap on me, be a new era at hat

I be stepping on shit like a doormat

Like a doormat