Not Him (feat. Jag Gatz)

15 in, you in the same place
Copycat, you just a namesake
Flippin tudes, I call em pancake
I told olé boy to get his plans straight
They show up late driving their parents car

I see you posting, You ain't going far
I'm making money while I'm sleeping
You just dream of what I do
I got approved within hour
You denied inside two
Fan base follow the both of us
They hate to pick n chose
Guess who's relevant, They never picking you
Bought a crib
Now they shocked with how I live
Taking tips
Taking trips
Overseas, it's how I stay
It's a trip, When I'm back
Asking me if I can pay
Nigga's bills
Popping pills
Smoking gas
But late on rent
No career
He a rapper chasing clout, I hope he blip
Think I slip
Waiting for me, Never do
Bought a view, yeah I seen it
I'm organic, Dropped my shit, they start to panic, It's okay
Heard your new shit, It's okay
Got my blueprint in the safe
And the case, that I'm making for the top
Clearer than your baby face
Yeah I said it
I'm the one they gotta chase
Stuck in place, Made a bag off ending you
Career Erased
Bank at Chase
Niggas base, slapped in they face for real

No release, he didn't pay for real
Boy, I play for real
Not the same, you gotta pay for meals
I made my plate and it's the hottest still
Nigga's tried to cop my hottest deal

I'm not the one
Tried me once again
Finding out to fast
Pull up on em
Nigga's acting baby
Calling me their dad
Asking questions
Where the fuck you been
No one really cares
Chances slim
Point I'm making dawg
You ain't really him
Yeah

You ain't really him
You ain't rocking with the superhumans, you civilian
Through the Amazon I kick shit curving, like Brazilians
So let's see who out of us gon really reach a million
And it ain't about the money, but I know yo ass a junkie
Got no morals and you comfy, They can't help and you act funny
Ain't no working you just lucky, we ain't ever seen you hungry
You the shit and we all bummy, can't see how they'd ever love me
Ain't that bout a bitch, how is it you act like you above
Every single one of us and ain't nobody called your bluff
You a fraud out here acting like you really showing love
When in reality if they ain't popping they ain't worth enough
Makes me sick to my stomach, a bunch of ignorant fuckers
Peeping how you move I see just how you'll end up with nothing
All that ego top of ego and now your ending is fronting
Ain't go develop your character you gon get what is coming
Dawg you ain't him

No release, he didn't pay for real
Boy, I play for real
Not the same, you gotta pay for meals
I made my plate and it's the hottest still
Nigga's tried to cop my hottest deal

I'm not the one
Tried me once again
Finding out to fast
Pull up on em
Nigga's acting baby
Calling me their dad
Asking questions
Where the fuck you been
No one really cares
Chances slim
Point I'm making dawg
You ain't really him
Yeah

You ain't really him
You ain't really him
No way



Credits
Writer(s): Malik Devon
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