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HYMNS ft. Icebvrg Slim Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
See the snow falling
Time to go all in
Who are you? I'm him
Him, yea
I said I'm him can't no dollar change me, yea
Eyes at the rim though that bottom raised me
Wrote this way before it's something I could play y'all
But this year I been running hope it paid off
Said I'll be at the rim but right or wrong
Imma triumph on
Trying to write a legacy ain't enough to just write a song
Feel like Pegasus finna lift me up I am strong
I don't rep the violence but know this ain't what you want yea yea
Dripping these gifts from Infinite Prime just
Really got me feeling like Lebron, he the one yea yea
How I look 150 on my arm
While my niggas in the field like Vietnam
We them gods yea yea
Tryna bring us home, ain't no taking thrones
We encoded BYOT, gotta bring your own
Peeped the game and mode
We can't play it wrong
Break the matrix code why y'all keep making clones
Why why why
Go break the chains homes
Binded by that la la la
And spending bankrolls
Time keep on like dot dot dot
So what you waiting for
Don't you know the grave coming
I keep hearing blaow blaow blaow
So live like imma die tonight
Said I'm him can't no dollar change me
Eyes at the rim though that bottom raised me
Wrote this way before it's something I could play y'all
But this year I been running hope it paid off
Said I'll be at the rim but right or wrong
Imma triumph on
Trying to write a legacy ain't enough to just write a song
Feel like Pegasus finna lift me up I am strong
No I don't rep the violence but know this ain't what you want yea yea
Dripping these gifts from Infinite Prime just
Really got me feeling like Lebron, he the one yea yea
How I look 150 on my arm
While my niggas in the field like Vietnam
We them gods yea yea
What's a limit, fuck the doubters, keep it going yea yea
They don't get it still gon watch like peeping Tom yea yea
Code 7 the MO go peep the arm yea yea
To the death, MOF, peace upon bro in heaven
Did this shit on my own, its been getting to me
It's getting to me, yea
Hey, hey
Pops working, on momma she was kicking me out
I put too much time in, niggas counting me out
Crossed my side so many times, I had to weed that shit out
I had to find a silver lining
Don't give a fuck what you've been through, ain't did what I did
Sometimes it's hard for them to peep, undo their eyelids
Soon as I speak they open ear, I do like Christ did
I took the recipe and whipped, yea I refined it
Been at the bottom of this barrel, I'm still climbing
Can never show them no emotion, do no crying
I call on dog to do the drill cuz he gon fry shit
I still be doubting on myself trying to find it
They still be waiting on my circle like the Mayans
It's either you or it was me, can't do no dying
I beat your ass or twin gon do it, that's a lion
Don't need no bitch cuz I'm the pick, you ain't gon find this
Won't say too much on no recording, feds won't find shit
I put the state on both our shoulder, they're relying
I'm still gon do the most
Read between the lines, I paint a picture they won't see it though
Chopper gon speak it go DA DA DEEE, DA DA DOH
Internet beefing bout everything, but I won't
Swerving 150 off this Henny got my mind gone
Feel like I'm crushing eggshells, I walk a tightrope
I state this shit like religion, I only give what was given
They got their mind in a prison, still got my mind on a million
Don't got no time for no chilling, I'm mixing verbs with my feelings
It's getting to me, it's getting to me, yea
Hey, hey
Pops working, my momma she was kicking me out
See the snow falling
Time to go all in
Who are you? I'm him
Who are you? I'm him