U Ain't Him

U Ain't Him - Nelly/Rick Ross

Composed by：C. Haynes/W. Roberts/A Cherrington

No way

Nuh uh

And you ain't him

Stop it with it right now

And you ain't him

Here I is sorry to keep you waiting

But now I'm back with more fire than satan

Listen

Wish man this track is blazing

Better yet this track amazing

This track remind me of when the studio

Was down in they basement

My s**t was far from legal

Wrong place I'm a deal with regal

Check under that seat look in

That lil box in the trunk sure illegal

Hold up better pump your brakes

You don't wanna make no mistake

Running up on the wrong n***a and the wrong time

Might get you something hot in your face

And I ain't talking 'bout no mase

I'm talking that s**t that chase

That s**t that a run ya down

And take pheresnic files gonna solve that case

I hear a lot of that I did this

I hear a lot of that I did that

But why it funny when you take the stand

And point at his man like he did that

You wanna stand looking so not gangsta

Plead to the judge I'm so not gangsta

I believe you

See it's best you play your part

You don't try to be who you aren't

Ain't gotta prove anything to me motherf**ker

I know you ain't got no heart

You say you got your money right

I don't believe him

You say you live the street life

I don't believe him

You say you got them killas with you

I don't believe him

I know a gangsta when I see him lil' buddy and

You ain't him

I don't wanna that sucker

I got my own

No no no

And you ain't him

He superstar

No no no

And you ain't him

When you keeping me trill

Suckers wanna ride

Cutting corners in the '65 hoes skinny ties

You telling lies

Selling pies

I'm selling mine

Shots fired but expired 'bout 7 times

How the f**k you cool

You don't even know the rules

He just flew the coop and got chickens he wanna move

But I'm a handle this

Show 'em how it's gots to go

Before you get to management

You gotta mop the floor

He's not a hustler

He's not a gangsta

Go get your word let me tell

Ya so sucka thank ya

I'm a boss

You gotta grind if you wanna floss

Baby we boss buffing that pine as I'm peeling off

They say you moving chickens right

I don't believe him

They say you got a meal ticket right

I don't believe him

Say you got a white phantom too

I don't believe him

I know a hustler when I see him lil

N***a and he ain't you

You say you got your money right

I don't believe him

You say you live the street life

I don't believe him

You say you got them killers with ya

I don't believe him

I know a gangsta when I see him lil

Buddy and you ain't him

Late but smoke

No no no

And you ain't him

No no no

And you ain't him

No no no

And you ain't him

No I don't believe you

No I don't believe you

No I don't believe you

No no no

And you ain't him