Pick N Roll (Kobe) [Remix] [feat. TW Lucid]

I can’t fear a soul
Thought I had to let em know
M. Margielas on
I can’t seem to pick a sole
No subliminal
I steal her like a criminal
Criminal
I can’t fear a soul
Thought I had to let em know
M. Margielas on
I can’t seem to pick a sole
Get in the way
Yeah them shooters know the pick and roll
I'm Pouring up the four
Baby I’m a animal
Say you love me well I need yo ass to show me
All that acting really turn me to the old me
Shoot em down/fade-away feel like I’m Kobe
Another broken heart feel like another trophy
Smoking on that potent
I don’t wanna O.D./but I can not control it
All I know is focus/get that money then I hold it
Hit a couple blocks/sends them shots from the rover
Life feel like some dice and it matter how you roll it
Cause I’m rollin'
Can you save from this life I’m enrolled in
Feelings deep/so I know I gotta go in
I'm off them perks
I can feel my mind exploding
Heart been on froze
Can’t afford to let em get me
Baby I’m a doctor
Yeah them meds keep me in sync
Somehow made a way up outta hell/yeah this persistence
But I resist it/cause tell me what’s the difference
Far from finished but my views ain’t optimistic
Maybe I just need assistance
Maybe I just need some distance
Maybe I just need commitment
Maybe I’m the one who’s different
I can’t fear a soul
Thought I had to let em know
M. Margielas on
I can’t seem to pick a sole
Get in the way
Yeah them shooters know the pick and roll
I'm pouring up the four
Baby I’m a animal
Say you love me well I need yo ass to show me
All that acting really turn me to the old me
Shoot em down/fade-away feel like I’m Kobe
Another broken heart feel like another trophy
All these bitches wanna turn me to the old me
Shorty you ain’t cuffing shit fuck the police
Popped a whole 60
Hoping I don’t O.D.
Smoking dope
Reminiscing bout the old me
You can’t steal my style
Out here living wild
Got Margielas on
Looking like a walking pound
Don’t you fuck around
Shorty stay around
Come and see my style
Baby come and hear my sound
Oh whoa
Baby come and hear my sound
Oh whoa
Baby come and hear my sound
Oh whoa
Baby don't you fuck around
Uh
I can’t fear a soul
Thought I had to let em know
M. Margielas on
I can’t seem to pick a sole
Get in the way
Yeah them shooters know the pick and roll
I'm pouring up the four
Baby I’m a animal
Say you love me well I need yo ass to show me
All that acting really turn me to the old me
Shoot em down/fade-away feel like I’m Kobe
Another broken heart feel like another trophy
Feel like another trophy
Like another trophy yeah