I'm Him Lyrics

King Kape for real

Ay yo

I don't know what y'all on, but y'all tweakin', Buggin' out

Up here acting like King Kape ain't him

Stop playing with my mans, stupid

Last time that I checked I was the man on these streets

Keys open doors, but for yours I need feet

At the beach across the shore, only time I retreat

I'm lit you preheat, microwave, beep, beep

Please don't get to trippin' dreadlock, door knobs

I done came back like two-three, four-five

I done seen both sides, court rooms, court sides

Vitamin D prescription to fix her sore thighs

You don't want no tension, RIP like tissue

Red dot 'em , Hindu

Looking up to God, give me signs through my temples

She wanna know my sign, she think I'm a sex symbol

Money on my mind like the side of a nickel

Okay, okay, stop playing like I ain't him

Okay, okay, I can tell you ain't it

Okay, okay, boy I'll turn you ancient

Okay, okay,

Hits coming out my mouth, basement

Underground I made it out, pavement

I'm the freshest in the town, statement

I spit these bars, leave 'em lost, amazement

Trap or die, I can never die, I'll come back a God

King Kape, say my name in vain, catch a lightning rod

Walk on water, I can catch a wave like I'm catching cods

Only time gang go 'hind my back when they catching lobs

Diamond in the dirt, chain star, spangle when they hanging on my shirt

She gon' work them angles when I pin her up like Kurt

Pray for 'em, he ever play with my Franklins, call up Kirk

I feel up on her when I'm in her end zone, Jalen Hurts

Tryna ball like A.I., I ain't human

Big shark in the tank, got me feeling like Mark Cuban

Diamonds out the dirt, tryna put them in a Cuban

I need blood diamonds, I need rubies

I'ma turn the block up like Rubik's

Got the streets, no felony, I'm too hot like Juvie

That's 400 degreez, I remain supreme, gone