Gunna – him all along Lyrics

Gunna – him all along Lyrics
him all along
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    "him all along." - Gunna

    Album: The Last Wun
    Track No: 25

    [Intro]
    (Run that back, Turbo)

    [Verse 1]
    Scrooge McDuck, got one of my rooms all flooded with gold (Gold)
    I done bought two, four, five, six, seven, eight karats in stones (In stones)
    Cash on the California couch, can't wait to go dress my home (Dress my home)
    Smash all you itty-bitty rappers in a minute, I was tryna prolong (Tryna prolong)
    On the way to reachin' my goals, lot of doors open and close (Open and close)
    I've been spendin' millions on clothes, I been makin' millions off clothes (Millions off clothes)
    Stackin' new money to old, garments stay vintage and old (Vintage and old)
    Cut up my shirt full of holes, GunWunna got a lot of hoes (Got a lot of hoes)
    Shoutout my cousin, my cousin, my kin, my blood, my folk (My folk)
    Hold my team, now I plant the seed, give it water to grow (For my team)
    Half a million euros in a third-world country, I travel the coast (Travelin', yeah)
    Always said that I wanted, young Wunna done done it, I do what they don't (Young Wunna the man)

    [Chorus]
    They was tryna stunt my growth, I been steady chasin' my goals
    Nigga, why you watchin'? I'm grown, nigga can't take my throne
    Goin' through the motions, stay strong, he done been him all along (Him)
    Look at all this money we done grown, lot of different places I done flown

    [Verse 2]
    Freaky lil' bitch, she swallow my kids (She swallow my kids)
    Pull up on the kid, she left her kid at home
    It's 10 P.M. in Atlanta, where I'm at, it's four in the morn'
    Marbella, Spain and the view is insane, 'round the corner from Jordan (Jordan)
    Speed in the coupe, Jeff Gordon, I got the foreign imported (Foreign imported)
    Knew that we sold out the Barclay', now we gon' sell out the Garden (Gon' sell out the Garden)
    Trap, I'ma fuck up the market, young Gunna really a martian (I'm really a martian)
    Excusin' me through like I'm pardoned, and I'm protected by carbons

    [Chorus]
    They was tryna stunt my growth, I been steady chasin' my goals
    Nigga, why you watchin'? I'm grown, nigga can't take my throne
    Goin' through the motions, stay strong, he done been him all along
    Look at all this money we done grown, lot of different places I done flown

    [Outro]
    On the way to reachin' my goals, lot of doors open and close
    Goin' through the motions, stay strong, he done been him all along

    Writer(s): Gunna.

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