Hungry & Humble

[Intro] Now let me pick up where I left off Came in the game, no time for the pep talk Pull it from the right when I hit em with the left draw Workin’ by myself, how I always been best off But yeen got no awards on the shelf All that hard work, even started harming yourself Eat rappers, even started biting myself No help, so it’s like I ghost-write for myself Only did three gigs, need a check so big that you had to write it out in scientific notation Nights when I think that I’m never gone make it (make it) All I ever had was patience Nigga please don’t confuse patient & waiting Me being patient is me showing faith in (faith in) Everything that I ever worked for Now I just work more [Verse 1] Illest kid back in 96’ jumping’ out the womb, Nigga that’s a given I’m so driven, I could Prolly jump start the car No golf, let me bring you all up to par Using words I can draw I been rapping so much, going numb in the jaw Got a heart so cold, I been living’ in a desert & it still won’t thaw Like….All a nigga missing’ is a got damn flaw Good god, motivated by remarks that were at the start in the dark I was born, but I didn’t have to learn how to walk I’m a standup guy, had to learn how to crawl When you grow up round guns, got to learn how to brawl Roam through school, freestyle in the hall They don’t care till you die; well I might as well try So I’m riding through fog with my high beams on Going Bonkers, still tryna kill myself Behind the wheel is the only way I will myself That drive gone tell me that I’m still myself But every time I rap I guilt myself Hard work pays off, if I ever slack off The thrill of my skill gone bill myself If kilt, my engineer should prolly make it clear by using’ Pro Tools I rebuild myself In All Gold Everything, that’s butterscotch That afterlife give you afterthoughts I’m not asking’ for a lot, just give me my props With the city on my back, I max out on squats It’s only right you shoot for your dreams (dreams), but even then you can get got You planned out the perfect scheme, then realized even a shooter can get shot Cause… [Hook] Seven years I cried, ten I tried All the ends I tied, all off my grind One girl by my side, help build my pride She was down for the ride, all the tears done dried One step back, had a two-step stride Still in my prime, but I lost my guide One too many times that I let that slide What else could they do but try to kill my vibe? I’m Hungry, I’m Humble I’m Hungry & I’m Humble I’m Hungry, I’m Humble I’m Hungry & I’m Humble All the years in that jungle, my plans didn’t crumble If I ever stumble, my stomach will grumble One time for the hustle, one time for the struggle So shout out to everyone Hungry & Humble (Yeah) [Verse 2: Lil’ Timmy] Uh Timmy Turn Up Let A Nigga Burn Up Flippin & Rippin, Sippin’ Henny My Nigga Po Up Higher than High Futuristic, I’m Feelin’ Solar On A Highwway With A High Speed Motor Kill A Nigga, Pay The Lawyer, Drop All Charges If Its war a nigga want then my niggas I’m callin Steady brawlin, Worldstar All You Hear With Them Bodies Start droppin like I’m back Mister Berry Bonkers My team full of Jays & Monsters Let Loose On The Track Nigga In Fact, Timmy Stop Playin’ Gone Kill These Niggas Jump in with a 10, leave out with a 9 Do Time for the crime like spit these rhymes Got crack like crack rock, Growing trees But blow trees like a nigga can’t speak or see Young gang of niggas just like me Run the ball with no fumble Fuck A Hater Cause I’m Hungry & I’m Humble TIMMY [Hook] [Verse 3] I’m not really sure what I wanna be in life Cause I’m mixing’ up what I’m good at & what I like That’s bonkers But it gives me the fight, to make sure that my future ain’t full of fright The later I stay up at night, the more that I might get a gain out the pain that I write “Berry doing good?” Naw, not quite. He’s in a plight where the sight too slight Pass that sprite; let me get my mindset right Why try to be like Mike? I’m the one who should wanna be just like Rock the Cradle or Roc the mic? I should ask that twice Don’t gamble with your life, can’t play that twice Might crap out, rolling that pair of dice & life won’t end up as a paradise You sacrifice your life for your appetite Forget all rights in the Ten Amendments; I live life through the Ten Commandments Too much to handle, too much to manage Time alone, that can do you damage Always been at a disadvantage These girls will leave you stranded I wanna know if she down for the cause, I could care less if she can make a sandwich Being labeled a civilian, don’t mean that you civilized Kill somebody, you’ll get recognized All the weapons they mechanized, that’ll get your organs all organized Caution exercised, Hungry & Humble, How I’m described Know that, when I commit suicide [Hook]