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IM Him
Hip-Hop/Rap
IM Him was released on April 22, 2022 by Nick1Mill as a part of the album Different Timing
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Release DateApril 22, 2022
LabelNick1Mill
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Moore
Nick Moore
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't know why the fuck **** keep playing like they don't know what's going on
They know what it is with me
They know I'm him
Come on
Stay in ya lane, before you swerve off the road
Tryna throw shots, yeah, I guess that he bold
I ran up a sack and didn't nobody know
He say that he real, better stick to the code
I get fly as fuck, I still drip in the cold
Don't do what they say, I don't care what I'm told
Follow my heart, my mind, and my soul
Can't do what I used to, that shit getting old
Grandma, say that she missing me
Want me pull up, so she cook me a chicken wing, yeah
Lil hoe want her a purse
I told her that shit will come with a wedding ring
If she don't wanna fuck, then I'm sorry
I kicked her out, got me praying for better things
Remember times when they didn't even believe in me
Felt like Luther, I just had me a dream
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him
She like the way that I do it
I know a way to get to it
When it's time for me to vent, I go straight to the music
She play with my mind, I guess she ratatouille
My shit hot as fuck, like it came out jacuzzi
If I catch a lil L, I still win, I'm not losing
These **** be cap, tell them boys to go lose it
No negative energy, Ima rebuke it
Stay in ya lane, before you swerve off the road
Tryna throw shots, yeah, I guess that he bold
I ran up a sack and didn't nobody know
He say that he real, better stick to the code
I get fly as fuck, I still drip in the cold
Don't do what they say, I don't care what I'm told
Follow my heart, my mind, and my soul
Can't do what I used to, that shit getting old
Stay in ya lane, before you swerve off the road
Tryna throw shots, yeah, I guess that he bold
I ran up a sack and didn't nobody know
He say that he real, better stick to the code
I get fly as fuck, I still drip in the cold
Don't do what they say, I don't care what I'm told
Follow my heart, my mind, and my soul
Can't do what I used to, that shit getting old
Why the fuck would you cross me, don't tell me you sorry
Light the blunt up, I'm smoking the gas in the party
Sipping Chardonnay, while I been eating calamari
These **** my sons, might as well go to Maury
They want me to fall, feel like Hov in this bitch
I'm all on camp, Walking round with a stick
**** better not try me, I'll send a whole blitz
Where was you when I was down bad on my dick
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him
Stay in ya lane, before you swerve off the road
Tryna throw shots, yeah, I guess that he bold
I ran up a sack and didn't nobody know
He say that he real, better stick to the code
I get fly as fuck, I still drip in the cold
Don't do what they say, I don't care what I'm told
Follow my heart, my mind, and my soul
Can't do what I used to, that shit getting old
Stay in ya lane, before you swerve off the road
Tryna throw shots, yeah, I guess that he bold
I ran up a sack and didn't nobody know
He say that he real, better stick to the code
I get fly as fuck, I still drip in the cold
Don't do what they say, I don't care what I'm told
Follow my heart, my mind, and my soul
Can't do what I used to, that shit getting old
Written by: Nick Moore
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