You cant pigeonhole the flyest I’m getting the go
Rid of all the virus
Even Midas can’t sift through my gold
Some niggas uplifting others is lifting the pole
I'm in middle of both
Accustomed to cutting checks and the rigmarole
My thoughts alive like the spirits at the devil’s hour
My spirit like when the pedals flower
Product of the dirt but I still dig deeper
One with the Earth as everyday I dub the grim reaper
Leo but I feel Libra
Balance wherever needed
This not talent
Born to supersede whoever recent
I’m the past, present, future wherever I’m breathing
Niggas talking money but not helping they precinct
The money not on the books you can keep it
And my patience for fuckery still at large
Fuck with me and adapt dog
Nope to broken promises
My role was never lapdog
Both hands anonymous
You don’t know who you fucking with
Sticking to it as you duck the script
Flip the foolish into something rich
Whatever the tool is its in good handing
From my standing to my credit I’m good
I know the plan I overstand like I should
Like a mechanic keep my hands in the hood
Not for granted or one to take lightly
Put my hands and my foot
In a direction where I can expand till I’m soot
Yeah, Where I can expand till I’m soot
I’m handling good
I’m handling good
supported by 6 fans who also own “path of the gods”
This EP is legit as fuck. Him Lo reps for Buze Bruvaz & Lo-Lifes collective in the illest kinda way & chemistry he possesses over Giallo Point’s production is sick. Whats even more special about this record is not only it being Him’s 1st solo joint, but it also acts as like a foreshadowing for future solo projects and the genesis of another group, that being the Cognac Kingz comprised of Him & Giallo themselves. Cover art is nuts too. Dope record all-around💯 HTOWNMVRDER’DOVT84’Z
supported by 6 fans who also own “path of the gods”
Dope album that makes you wanna slang narcotics. It starts off incredibly strong with Nasal Drip and Scale Tales and just keeps the dope (pun intended) coming. PX-333