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IF I WAS HIM. Video (MV)




Performed By: Leonard
Length: 2:30
Written by: LEONARD., Leonard Johnson




Leonard - IF I WAS HIM. Lyrics




Monsters come in many forms
And I'm the one that's being born
By my ownership of my own heart
That this body
I've been filling up with drugs & pain
Living life so insane
Don't call me out on my weakness nigga
Or I will snap your neck nigga
And make you a feeble nigga
Yeah that you outa be
Throwing out the mediocre memories
And catching them with my suicidal tendencies
I oughta be that nigga that you love to hate
Or love to kill off
Just by thinking about you one day

If I was him would you be careful with me like I was your last gram of blow
Or that coke like my name was Whitney

Yeah you had my soul chained up to the wall
Had me crying in a ball
Thinking all of it was my fault
That I didn't know that you were holding so much in the back
And not telling me you were holding another love for A sack
Look at that
F*ck that nigga
I was here before that nigga
Now you double timing niggas
Don't talk to me bitch
You make me want to grab a trigga
Then blast yo brains all over this asylum
And see what's really in that mind of yours
That was hollerin
Out for some concerning
Nigga I'm just hurtin
In the painful morning corner
Hold my composure
Pose
In this corner
Tryin to think
We didn't God take me this morning
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Monsters come in many forms
And I'm the one that's being born
By my ownership of my own heart
That this body
I've been filling up with drugs & pain
Living life so insane
Don't call me out on my weakness nigga
Or I will snap your neck nigga
And make you a feeble nigga
Yeah that you outa be
Throwing out the mediocre memories
And catching them with my suicidal tendencies
I oughta be that nigga that you love to hate
Or love to kill off
Just by thinking about you one day

If I was him would you be careful with me like I was your last gram of blow
Or that coke like my name was Whitney

Yeah you had my soul chained up to the wall
Had me crying in a ball
Thinking all of it was my fault
That I didn't know that you were holding so much in the back
And not telling me you were holding another love for A sack
Look at that
F*ck that nigga
I was here before that nigga
Now you double timing niggas
Don't talk to me bitch
You make me want to grab a trigga
Then blast yo brains all over this asylum
And see what's really in that mind of yours
That was hollerin
Out for some concerning
Nigga I'm just hurtin
In the painful morning corner
Hold my composure
Pose
In this corner
Tryin to think
We didn't God take me this morning
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Writer: LEONARD., Leonard Johnson
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