Gorgeous
Me and you just ain't the same, I could never be a lame
I ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the fame
Call me Kobe how I'm scorin', I remember I couldn't afford it
Now I'm riding in a foreign, my baby drop-dead gorgeous
The way that I came off the block and went straight to the top, shit I should get awarded
I swear that they want me to stop, and they want me to flop, and they want me to forfeit
I whip it up in a pot until it's getting hot now that shit getting enormous
They told me when I get a lot they gon' try to come stop it, but I keep on goin' in
I swear that they want me to stop it, but we're taking off like a rocket
I got your bitch in my pocket, I got your whip in my pocket
Talk to the plug I'ma socket, talk to me wrong, I'ma sock you
Better get your hoe, I'ma knock her, you can bro, I be rockin'
Used to pull up in a Audi, nigga can't tell you nothin' 'bout me
I get the check and I'm outty, I get respect 'cause I'm 'bout it
I remember we was grindin, you wasn't ever around it
They hate when you go get some money, you don't get no money they clownin'
Swear my own homies wanted me broke, yeah, once you get up they gone down you
Gotta stay up on my game, writing raps on a plane
Fake love that's a shame, tell me what ya tryna gain?
I'm done numbed all the pain, I done made my own lane
Yeah, when you needed a hand I was with that, now I saw how you was from the getback
I'ma stand-up guy, I don't sit back when the pressure got on, I was with that
Since a young nigga I made an impact, ain't got no regrets, I can't take shit back
They're asking me boy where you been at? Been making some plays and plottin' on big racks
I fell in love with the game
I always knew it could change
The fame could alter your brain
I swear this life we live is crazy
Me and you just ain't the same (yeah), I could never be a lame (uh)
I ain't in it for the fame (no), I ain't in it for the fame (yeah)
Call me Kobe how I'm scorin' (I'm scorin'), I remember I couldn't afford it (afford it)
Now I'm riding in a foreign (in a foreign), my baby drop-dead gorgeous (dead gorg-)
The way that I came off the block and went straight to the top, shit I should get awarded
I swear that they want me to stop, and they want me to flop, and they want me to forfeit
I whip it up in a pot until it's getting hot now that shit getting enormous
They told me when I get a lot they gon' try to come stop it, but I keep on goin' in
I ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the fame
Call me Kobe how I'm scorin', I remember I couldn't afford it
Now I'm riding in a foreign, my baby drop-dead gorgeous
The way that I came off the block and went straight to the top, shit I should get awarded
I swear that they want me to stop, and they want me to flop, and they want me to forfeit
I whip it up in a pot until it's getting hot now that shit getting enormous
They told me when I get a lot they gon' try to come stop it, but I keep on goin' in
I swear that they want me to stop it, but we're taking off like a rocket
I got your bitch in my pocket, I got your whip in my pocket
Talk to the plug I'ma socket, talk to me wrong, I'ma sock you
Better get your hoe, I'ma knock her, you can bro, I be rockin'
Used to pull up in a Audi, nigga can't tell you nothin' 'bout me
I get the check and I'm outty, I get respect 'cause I'm 'bout it
I remember we was grindin, you wasn't ever around it
They hate when you go get some money, you don't get no money they clownin'
Swear my own homies wanted me broke, yeah, once you get up they gone down you
Gotta stay up on my game, writing raps on a plane
Fake love that's a shame, tell me what ya tryna gain?
I'm done numbed all the pain, I done made my own lane
Yeah, when you needed a hand I was with that, now I saw how you was from the getback
I'ma stand-up guy, I don't sit back when the pressure got on, I was with that
Since a young nigga I made an impact, ain't got no regrets, I can't take shit back
They're asking me boy where you been at? Been making some plays and plottin' on big racks
I fell in love with the game
I always knew it could change
The fame could alter your brain
I swear this life we live is crazy
Me and you just ain't the same (yeah), I could never be a lame (uh)
I ain't in it for the fame (no), I ain't in it for the fame (yeah)
Call me Kobe how I'm scorin' (I'm scorin'), I remember I couldn't afford it (afford it)
Now I'm riding in a foreign (in a foreign), my baby drop-dead gorgeous (dead gorg-)
The way that I came off the block and went straight to the top, shit I should get awarded
I swear that they want me to stop, and they want me to flop, and they want me to forfeit
I whip it up in a pot until it's getting hot now that shit getting enormous
They told me when I get a lot they gon' try to come stop it, but I keep on goin' in
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Woods, Mike Dean, Kanye Omari West, Ernest Dion Wilson, Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi, Malik Yusef El Shabbaz Jones, Harold Eugene Clark, James Roger Mcguinn
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