U Ain’t Him Nelly (Ft. Rick Ross)

[Intro: Nelly]
No way
Nuh uh
And u ain't him
Stop it with it right now
And u ain't him

[Verse 1: Nelly]
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 this Nick Day's basement
My shit was far from legal
Wrong place in a buick regal
Check under that seat look in that lil box in the trunk, it's sure illegal
Hold up better pump your brakes
You don't wanna make no mistakes
Running up on the wrong nigga and the wrong time might get you something hot in your face
And I ain't talking bout no mace
I'm talking that shit that chase
That shit that'll run ya down and take Forensic files to come and solve that case
I hear a lot of that I did this
I hear a lot of that I did that
It's funny when he go to the stand and point at his man like "he did that"
You wanna stand lookin' 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 motherfucker I know you ain't got no heart