Him

Im always on the move for a bag
Never trippin off a loss ima always get it back
Always bettin on myself put a price on that
Ain't no doubt flowing through me roll the dice on that
We gonn run it up consistent we ain't checkin the score
I aint eva satisfied cuz I always want more
Ridin around through the flats wit the paint on drip
& through all the shade thrown they still know that I'm him

I just jumped in the coupe
Pushin bird down 80
Shorty in my phone talkin all types of crazy
She spazzin thinkin shit sweet like a pastry
But I'm jumpin on a flight so the shit don't faze me
Gimme a single malt scotch on the rocks.
Touched down in pdx Uber xl to the spot
Rooftop coolin sippin on this Manhattan
I made somethin outta nothing lil bitch ima craftsman
Jumped back in the game I been puttin in work
Had to stop playin realize what I'm worth
I'm the flyest... stand out like a stain on a shirt
She the baddest rock the double Cs on her purse
Bought her a drink then I cut I like to keep shit P
Cuz what is somethin that you hoes could really offer to me
I carry my own weight bitch I'm self made
Attempted sellin me a dream & got ya self played

Im always on the move for a bag
Never trippin off a loss Ima always get it back
Always bettin on myself put a price on that
Ain't no doubt flowing through me roll the dice on that
We gonn run it up consistent we ain't checkin the score
I aint Eva satisfied cuz I always want more
Ridin around through the flats wit the paint on drip
& after all the shade thrown they still know that I'm HIM

I... been... goin... crazy this shit too easy
She look good in that sundress & that thang lookin peachy
Take a drive down the coast we gonn hit SLO
Grab some oysters and a drink maybe a smoothie to go
When the bag hit my phone I be straight out the doe
& she hate it when I leave she don't want me to go
Im investin in myself I work hard enough to do it
Buff the rims on the vet now I'm smokin & im cruisin
Plottin my next move thinkin a condo wit a view
Might just buy a new whip I been lookin at a few
Never trippin off some money it is what it is
Way back when I was broke I used to dreamed bout this
& that's facts
Always stayed true and intact
Never worried about who got me I got my own back
Always going hard but I got nothing prove
The only validation should be comin from you

Im always on the move for a bag
Never trippin off a loss Ima always get it back
Always bettin on myself put a price on that
Ain't no doubt flowing through me roll the dice on that
We gonn run it up consistent we ain't checkin the score
& I aint Eva satisfied cuz I always want more
Ridin around through the flats wit the paint on drip
& after all the shade thrown they still know that I'm Him



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Cuevas Iii
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