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jtć mariø - him (intro) lyrics

(chorus)

i’m a young n-gga that grew up from the south
making h-lla f-cking bands, yellow diamonds in my mouth
goyard on my bag, tru religion on my -ss
trying to get a f-cking bag, cause you n-ggas out here sad
why i can’t take no lost? i’m out here making wins
why you n-ggas hating on me? i’m just looking back and grin
i’m a man, you a boy
counting chips, play with toys
i’m a god, i’m a boss
everybody knows i’m hard

(verse 1)

i can take your life but i won’t take no lost
lock me up inside the crazy house, society was wrong
father wasn’t in my life, tried to treat me like a pet
said i wouldn’t be sh-t, what you see is what you get
knock it out, knock it out, knock it out
serve it hot like it’s waffle house
too much money in the bank account
yeah i struggled hard but i made it out
n-gga try me, it’ll be his last day
girl bad like kim k
take all my pain away
live life like a new day
i just want the check
you can keep the fame
living upper echelon
dopie to the brain
moving like a zombie
i don’t think the same
if that n-gga want me dead then he better have some aim
better have some aim
with a laser beam
i’m high off a bean
smoking with the team
i be balling hard
n-gga i’m joel embiid
and it might be summer
but my diamonds still be freezed

(chorus)

(verse 2)
speed it up, speed it up, speed it up
young on this beat, i’m gonna eat it up
i pull up to my cousin’s house, need some kool-aid
it ain’t sweet enough
pick me up lil bro
i need to roll to the store
i need some blunts for the gas
and i need some gas for the ford
told my girl she need to pipe down
but she rather be piped up
i know i picked the right one
and i put that on my son
these n-ggas be stalling but it is my calling
a nig never falling, i’m one up on harden
i feel like harden, just how i whip it
baby need me then i’m on a mission
she want head? i’ma l!ck it
she need pipe then i’m gone stick it
she need something then i’ma get it
i don’t know why but she been with it
and you know i got the gang with me
they the type to blow your brain with me
if you try to catch us lacking
you will be disappointed n-gga
hundred shots, we gone hit something
thirty shots, you gone miss something
you the type to try and diss something
i’m the type to try and k!ll something
n-ggas trying to get their weight up
i’m trying to count up paper
i feel like thon maker
i’m standing over all you haters

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