Lyrics Young Kobe - NOC

I flip the game like young
I flip the game like young kobe
I flip the game like young, check it
I flip the game like young kobe
Goat on my name before 40
11 rings already told on my story
On to the 12th run prep to spray some
Just be patient this a preparation
Of occupation, that is slept on
How to fit or how to fuck with adaptation
With all the music changing pass a generation
But I dont carry all that extra information
They wanna focus on the commas for their facelifts
Dont give a fuck of all the others that just say shit
They're all the same compilation on a wait list
Yall lookin through your small eyes no racist
Digest this, check up on your checklist
Call ya orthradontist or ya dentist
Pull out all of your teeth for a necklace
You wont need your facewash or the breathmints
In my basement on the 12th ritz got a bucket to piss in
Mouse be clickin to mixing that has taken out singing
Ice gritty as fuck, slippery puck
Terry Sawchuk, raised to be tough
Never enough, born from the dust

Yea I was born from the dust
Tryna pull in all the energy like elon musk
Thats expensive stuff, a huff and puff
My man silence the drum and let the vocal run and let the
Yea i was born from the dust
Reincarnate a mind who has the limited trust
Intellect is robust, the bass is yet to be touched
My man silence the drum and let the vocal run and let the

Mind is pounding like asylum sign in
All the voices in my head its hard to have the silence
Double question if the rap game give my destined signing
Feel like this an art attack with double crossing mindlings
Or the foot I started off was just bad of timing
They still ain't ready for the noc, so they close the blinding
You can pick to swim with sharks but I'm the fisher mining
Tangled up up in a net so I can start the slicing
And dicing and weaving and ducking the Tysons
A bison with spinning bigger than your own science
The shining murder on the writing
Coming with the findings, that was never licensed
Copyright a project, sing a little offset
Migos is the subject, all yall gotta reflect
Biting on the bois text, how you finding respect when lyrics never reset
Copy someone direct, game on someones preset