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mlbrn – him lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, slothy)
(we’ve been here for a decade now)
yeah, i like that
ooh, that sounds way better
yeah
aight, look

[verse]
it’s the moment they been waiting for
drop a couple bars and make these other rappers hate me more
question who’s the g.o.a.t., i’ll make it easier to make the call
they say they’ve gone through h+ll and back, well, i’m still knocking satan’s door
facts, like open up and let me get in
ask your favourite rappеr, i was rapping when they didn’t
inspired this gеneration yet they won’t wanna admit it
there’s levels, we ain’t equal, stop fighting it like some women (woo)
the boy is golden like the coast
’cause getting bread is my b+tter till raising glasses for toasts
this uso came from the gutter, have to put in the most
them p+ssies wanting some drama? i got time to give ’em smoke, i got time
another drill track, i can’t feel that
respect to onefour, but all you other drillers k!lled rap
there’s no way in h+ll that all these rappers in the field, lad
uk hit my line and said they wanting all that drill back
this is real rap
and lately, the comments on sh+t i’ve dropped have been, “the uso mlbrn k!lled that”
you can call me bob now
you know what i’m ’bout to rhyme with, ay?
well, it’s facts, brother, i built that
where’s the competition? ’cause it’s lonely
oh, you the competition? well, then go on, brother, show me
’cause ’23, i was michael, now in 2024, they don’t mention me anymore
the forgotten g.o.a.t. like i’m kobe
’23 michael, ’24 kobe, f+ck
i don’t blame ’em for acting like they don’t know me
if i shared me on the gram, sh+t, i’d be worried too
in case the uso sign a deal and then have haters try bro me (sheesh)
we past the drill like we apprentices
(think about that one)
ayy, we past the drill like we apprentices
i’m working o+t like i’m genasis
this is the only time that someone is better without the stats
regardless of your streams, you ain’t better than me at rap
i see her once like tiktok, it’s double taps
’cause i’m the realest and this new era cap
i ain’t playing now
all that used to hate me finally came around
and i knew this time would come, just didn’t make a sound
instead, i put in work and never had no doubt
the same clubs that didn’t put me on all wanna pay me now
the same b+tches didn’t wanna date me tryna date me now
the same rappers didn’t give me credit tryna praise me now
i remember back when they told me i couldn’t rap
and it’s the same people who was always hating tryna rate me now (woo)
i love it when they all doubt me
why i care ’bout the hate from those who know nothing about me?
how well do i know myself if i let you tell something ’bout me?
i’ll never pay them attention until they pay me the audi from saudi
and this my worst day, my girl and the rap game, i’m wanting in the worst way
nice with it, give her foreplay while i wordplay
haters finally wanna give my flowers like a first date
people say the game’s in need of saving, i’m the first aid
only thing these rappers got up on me is the work rate
they didn’t understand when i told ’em i had a plan
now i tell my girl to get the louis dress to match the purse, babe
still no rapper can mess with me
you’re still not on my level intellectually
i’m cooking in the studio, your boy still got the recipe
i took a year off and still n0body’s impressing me
if anything, it’s depressing me
that the game is at a standstill lately
i can’t help but crack a smile at those who say they forgetting me
’cause it’s obvious that they need me more than they hate me (woo)

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