HiM (Freestyle)
Baby, you have given me good times
Slim
And all I want to do is make it better
I can never tell you That I didn't love you now
And no other love can compare to you
Uh, happy y'all feel what I say
'Cause lately rapping's been the only thing that goes my way
It's hard to try and speak to everybody everyday
But everybody ain't my dog and they ain't getting saved
Bringing Millie back like I made seven figures two times
Keep them twenties with me, you ain't get it, that was two dimes
Might just move the hood to a compound
I'm too kind, two nine, like 23 and 6, call me LeBron
You feline, can't trust these pussy niggas, y'all got weak minds
Never let somebody get your back, just watch your own spine
Spending all that time to get them going, mind your own grind
The way that I'm connected in these streets, it's like I'm online
Baby, recline, it'll be a while before I'm finished
She say I just think it's funny, I ain't hearing out the sentence
Always on they mind like it's the crib and I'm the tenant
I pop eyes if somebody try to come and take my spinach
I was down bad, but as of lately I've been winning
I ain't slowing down, into the story ain't no ending
If my brother need it then I got it, then you know I'm lending
Paying on the spot so ain't no transactions pending
Know I said it once, I'ma buy my mama a mansion
Visions in my head, she in the living room dancing
If I sign to a label you know that's where my advance went
I can't slip up in this life and ain't too many second chances
I'm balling non-stop, gotta keep my eyes up and watch
On the beach skipping rocks, watch your time run out
A star punching the clock, watch the sun rise
This ain't tequila, orange juice and grenadine
This gauntlet got some different color stones like infinity
I'm the one and I've been out here trying to find my trinity
But I've been having trouble letting go of these town tendencies like
Every time I come home
It's a different shorty hitting my phone
And it's a different shorty trying to get boned
And it's a different nigga watching the throne
I don't claim my hometown, my city never showed me love
Crazy that I made it out, I'm thanking those up above
You niggas flock like some pigeons but I'm a singular dove
That mean y'all move like some birds, I'm in yo bitch bathtub
I ain't a rapper, I'm a artist, student, hooper, and I rap
I know I'm him and that shit cool but I be feeling like crap
Because my mom's out the hood and I still feel like she trapped
I can't chill till she living somewhere not on the map
You ain't gotta wait in line for you to know that I'm an icon
Metaphors for my point niggas cause we on
I leg above the competition just because my feet long
Slim gone ring a bell for the next couple of eons
You never had to cap, you could've kept it a hun
Betraying trust is not a game and yet you do it for fun
No faith in bitches or niggas, I gotta keep me a gun
Now when I start to get attached, I be like fuck it and run
And I ain't ducking love, I'm just trying to save myself
You would too if you knew all of the pain I felt
Just a fam and the woes, don't need no one else
No cheats playing life with the hand I was dealt
Two to nine 'cause the number two and y'all getting skunked
I been this and I don't know why everybody look stunned
I worked hard for these dollars, best believe I'm a stunt
They ain't give a fuck how I felt now I'm brutal and blunt
Checks over stripes so I keep some ye's on feet
Nobody over me to find y'all, I'm looking beneath
I'm undefeated so it's looking like I can't be beat
The ignorance is bliss, that mean that the wisdom is bleak
And I'm going crazy, hiding all the shit that I know
Can't blame my people, they don't know so I show love to the folks
Yeah they poison the well so I can't drink here no more
That fountain if youth is exactly what was stopping your growth
Parked the rapping for a second, now I'm backed in
Making so much paper I can't make my stack bend
Richie got him a new watch and now he Ben ten
This the beginning of the end so nigga strap in again slim
Slim
And all I want to do is make it better
I can never tell you That I didn't love you now
And no other love can compare to you
Uh, happy y'all feel what I say
'Cause lately rapping's been the only thing that goes my way
It's hard to try and speak to everybody everyday
But everybody ain't my dog and they ain't getting saved
Bringing Millie back like I made seven figures two times
Keep them twenties with me, you ain't get it, that was two dimes
Might just move the hood to a compound
I'm too kind, two nine, like 23 and 6, call me LeBron
You feline, can't trust these pussy niggas, y'all got weak minds
Never let somebody get your back, just watch your own spine
Spending all that time to get them going, mind your own grind
The way that I'm connected in these streets, it's like I'm online
Baby, recline, it'll be a while before I'm finished
She say I just think it's funny, I ain't hearing out the sentence
Always on they mind like it's the crib and I'm the tenant
I pop eyes if somebody try to come and take my spinach
I was down bad, but as of lately I've been winning
I ain't slowing down, into the story ain't no ending
If my brother need it then I got it, then you know I'm lending
Paying on the spot so ain't no transactions pending
Know I said it once, I'ma buy my mama a mansion
Visions in my head, she in the living room dancing
If I sign to a label you know that's where my advance went
I can't slip up in this life and ain't too many second chances
I'm balling non-stop, gotta keep my eyes up and watch
On the beach skipping rocks, watch your time run out
A star punching the clock, watch the sun rise
This ain't tequila, orange juice and grenadine
This gauntlet got some different color stones like infinity
I'm the one and I've been out here trying to find my trinity
But I've been having trouble letting go of these town tendencies like
Every time I come home
It's a different shorty hitting my phone
And it's a different shorty trying to get boned
And it's a different nigga watching the throne
I don't claim my hometown, my city never showed me love
Crazy that I made it out, I'm thanking those up above
You niggas flock like some pigeons but I'm a singular dove
That mean y'all move like some birds, I'm in yo bitch bathtub
I ain't a rapper, I'm a artist, student, hooper, and I rap
I know I'm him and that shit cool but I be feeling like crap
Because my mom's out the hood and I still feel like she trapped
I can't chill till she living somewhere not on the map
You ain't gotta wait in line for you to know that I'm an icon
Metaphors for my point niggas cause we on
I leg above the competition just because my feet long
Slim gone ring a bell for the next couple of eons
You never had to cap, you could've kept it a hun
Betraying trust is not a game and yet you do it for fun
No faith in bitches or niggas, I gotta keep me a gun
Now when I start to get attached, I be like fuck it and run
And I ain't ducking love, I'm just trying to save myself
You would too if you knew all of the pain I felt
Just a fam and the woes, don't need no one else
No cheats playing life with the hand I was dealt
Two to nine 'cause the number two and y'all getting skunked
I been this and I don't know why everybody look stunned
I worked hard for these dollars, best believe I'm a stunt
They ain't give a fuck how I felt now I'm brutal and blunt
Checks over stripes so I keep some ye's on feet
Nobody over me to find y'all, I'm looking beneath
I'm undefeated so it's looking like I can't be beat
The ignorance is bliss, that mean that the wisdom is bleak
And I'm going crazy, hiding all the shit that I know
Can't blame my people, they don't know so I show love to the folks
Yeah they poison the well so I can't drink here no more
That fountain if youth is exactly what was stopping your growth
Parked the rapping for a second, now I'm backed in
Making so much paper I can't make my stack bend
Richie got him a new watch and now he Ben ten
This the beginning of the end so nigga strap in again slim
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Writer(s): Cameron O’neal
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