Kobe - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Jalen Santoy]

Timid steppin' ain't never had worked on this side (Uh)

I thought y'all was the big dogs, the ones that never switch sides (Uh)

Instead, y'all just H-O-V bitin' with nothin' inside (Skrrt)

You know that's how you get [fined/burned?], and we ain't crossin' that (Uh)

You know this here by design, fully equipped

The [?] ain't touchin', ain't even went public

[?] flashin' that [public?], skinny nigga, fat case

Still got the stakes sittin' right in the passenger

We gon' count the bodies up afterwards (Uh)

I ain't finished, do the dishes, y'all could mop up after us

My bitch care who lashin' her, I just care who taxin' her

Why they ain't move fast enough?

You too focused on the screen, could tell you ain't [?] [class?] enough

Took some notes from the passionate, realigned, I imagined it

Aim to kill, I assassin it, way I step, had to patent it

Took the souls out the cabinet, learned the dish, then I mastered it (You know)

Ain't no chef, but the seasonin' in the steps y'all take still catchin' up

Ain't fast enough, be better

Cut time to see cheddar

[Divi dimes?] with no letter

Of intent, gon' leave your [skin?]

A lil' greatness [?] somebody come break the glass

And change the image in your brain of bein' tame, that shit don't last, I swear to God

What's another shot if you Kobe?

Another lost opinion from a nigga that don't know me, real

What's another shot if you Kobe?

Another lost opinion

Eh, eh, nigga just let me reflect

The message been the same, I'm still invested in eternal wealth

Past life, I lived a million times in these solemn rhymes

Past the point of tryin' to prove to you my shit's solidified

When I shoot my shot, that shit more Columbine than atom bombs

If I die tonight, then give my catalog to my moms

Spread the bread across the board, that money like a smörgåsbord

We need more, we off-road like we takin' a detour

I only got a couple homies left, rest of my squad died

Minus my siblings, they my motherfuckin' heart throb

Fuck with they children, on my soul, you gon' all die

Turn to a demon behind 'em, put that on [all gods?]

Thank you to Julie and Trey, Emily, Bella

I put that on my soul that I got you all forever

And if I die today, then give my mama this word

I gave it all I had and I did it all for her

And Pops too