I'm Him
If you think it's your turn to fumble this bag, please think again
You think I'm too humble to get on yo ass, please think again
You think I take L's and choose not to bounce back, please think again, I think not
You think I'm afraid to put you in the trash, please think again, think again
Sing it
I'm not one of them
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, yeah
Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Yes-Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Talk is talk and talk can talk more
If you can't live it, what you talking for
You ain't in the field ready for war, you just hide behind the closed doors
Greatness got impatient on your porch, it ain't gon' chase you if you ignore it
Chase it back, it might see your importance
Grind, hustle, shine, never force it
You talk a deal nobody gonna endorse, rip the paper throw 'em on the floor
Broke down, down bad, empty, lips still running like a Porsche
Running like it was your last resort, who said this is a game, Wii Sports
Hate to see whatever came before, talking like that gotta be a chore, this shit old
Talk-talking that shit for reaction
Head in the toilet, it wasn't attractive
Expecting me to take action like Jackson
X for that thought with no fatal attraction
Duffle Bag popping off tricks like it's magic
Got these cornballs jumping like rabbits
Jump to conclusions, if not then y'all stagnant
Ain't comin' a handy, land with a fracture
Basics you back to, like it's lethal weapon
Say you badass, boo, see you not a threat
Put safety on that tool nothing in that Tec
Could save you from that dude duffle 'round his neck
Bounty on his head, red dot on his chest
Goes to sleep in bed knowing that he blessed
Wake up in the morning, hustle when he dressed
Feel like Popeye all this chicken he protect
I'm not one of them
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, yeah
Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Yes-Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Come get a vibe, bae
I'm puffing this view while we speed down the highway
'Cause I'm tryna fly away, this shit is illegal but I do it my way
You say that I'm not him, the ice that you walkin' this shit looking real thin
I ain't been with no real man, my exes would tell you that boy really is him
You know how I'm coming
It's fifty-three rounds and them shits get to dumping
On the block like I'm Drummond
Straight out of the trenches turned nothing to something
You know that I'm lit
You know that I'm him, you know I'm the shit
You know what it is
I'm all on the block and I'm posted with sticks
If you think it's your turn to fumble this bag, please think again
You think I'm too humble to get on yo ass, please think again
You think I take L's and choose not to bounce back, please think again
You think I'm afraid to put you in the trash, please think again, think again
Sing it
I'm not one of them
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, yeah
Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Yes-Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
You think I'm too humble to get on yo ass, please think again
You think I take L's and choose not to bounce back, please think again, I think not
You think I'm afraid to put you in the trash, please think again, think again
Sing it
I'm not one of them
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, yeah
Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Yes-Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Talk is talk and talk can talk more
If you can't live it, what you talking for
You ain't in the field ready for war, you just hide behind the closed doors
Greatness got impatient on your porch, it ain't gon' chase you if you ignore it
Chase it back, it might see your importance
Grind, hustle, shine, never force it
You talk a deal nobody gonna endorse, rip the paper throw 'em on the floor
Broke down, down bad, empty, lips still running like a Porsche
Running like it was your last resort, who said this is a game, Wii Sports
Hate to see whatever came before, talking like that gotta be a chore, this shit old
Talk-talking that shit for reaction
Head in the toilet, it wasn't attractive
Expecting me to take action like Jackson
X for that thought with no fatal attraction
Duffle Bag popping off tricks like it's magic
Got these cornballs jumping like rabbits
Jump to conclusions, if not then y'all stagnant
Ain't comin' a handy, land with a fracture
Basics you back to, like it's lethal weapon
Say you badass, boo, see you not a threat
Put safety on that tool nothing in that Tec
Could save you from that dude duffle 'round his neck
Bounty on his head, red dot on his chest
Goes to sleep in bed knowing that he blessed
Wake up in the morning, hustle when he dressed
Feel like Popeye all this chicken he protect
I'm not one of them
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, yeah
Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Yes-Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Come get a vibe, bae
I'm puffing this view while we speed down the highway
'Cause I'm tryna fly away, this shit is illegal but I do it my way
You say that I'm not him, the ice that you walkin' this shit looking real thin
I ain't been with no real man, my exes would tell you that boy really is him
You know how I'm coming
It's fifty-three rounds and them shits get to dumping
On the block like I'm Drummond
Straight out of the trenches turned nothing to something
You know that I'm lit
You know that I'm him, you know I'm the shit
You know what it is
I'm all on the block and I'm posted with sticks
If you think it's your turn to fumble this bag, please think again
You think I'm too humble to get on yo ass, please think again
You think I take L's and choose not to bounce back, please think again
You think I'm afraid to put you in the trash, please think again, think again
Sing it
I'm not one of them
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, I'm him, yeah
Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Yes-Yes I'm him for real, how do you feel, what is the deal, son
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Davidson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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