Him Lyrics

Yeah, look Look, uh Check the way that I'm livin', uh Hunnid K, [all pennies?], out here flexin' on you niggas, uh I found out they switchin', I ain't stressin', I ain't trippin', uh Seein' all this money, don't get blinded by these women, uh Wake up, feelin' different, huh, wake up, feelin' blessed Death before dishonor, got it tatted 'cross my chest, uh We was really all in it, ain't no stoppin' 'til it finished, uh Prolly took us for a joke, now you know my niggas really 'bout business, uh Drugs lookin' for a sentance Lawyer paid, dismiss it, uh It's a eye for a eye, I know mommy still pray for a sinner, uh Who gon' cheer for a winner, though? 'Mеmber winter times, wasn't with a coat I was sleepin' on thе ground, wrapped in a sheet So you couldn't feel a flow Now it's nice at the Dominic Thousand dollar rooms with the thickest wall Now it's thousand dollar steaks every time we feast Everyday a dinner, though Ask a nigga how you feelin', huh How you feelin'? Look, uh, look, uh Ask a nigga how you feelin', huh How you feelin'? Uh, look, look, look Nigga, I'm really him, uh Nigga, I'm really different, uh Bet you didn't think I'd make a million dollar bail but I did it, uh Bet you didn't think I'd make it out Want to see me stuck in them trenches, uh That's a wrong [?] feeling, uh Prolly wanna see me winnin', uh Take a step in my shoes, uh Get the bag, gotta move, uh [Cocky?] got a lot to prove When the time come, [I know they gon' choose?], uh Used to movin' over records, now a young nigga got a lot to lose now Rich off tunes, uh Look at my jewels I can act a fool, nigga Summertime on the block I could keep it cool but I'm movin' hot, uh Brother got a new bitch Got a few chains, ice on the watch, uh Every time I get mad, I'ma get money, uh Every time I feel a way, I'll be at the spot, backin' out hundreads, uh Tell 'em, "Leave me at the bank", uh F**k how you feel, fuck what you think You're welcome, nigga And I don't really need a "Thanks", uh I was on the court, steppin' on my game, shoutout coach, uh Taught me how to keep the focus when the pressure on Channel number four, uh Started from [eight millions?] on the corner, thats the big bro, uh Taught me how to grow the money, older than a pope Keep a clean nose, uh I'll be—, uh I'll be schemin' and shit Off these millions, now these haters can't believe that I'm him Uh