Humble

[Hook: Key!] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 1: LightSkinMac11] Tryna be a humble negro But you nigo got me lookin' like I'm from another eco System booming, moving like torpedo The allure of illegal, it's been a while That's my pit Treat em like my child, that's my bitch Drive a nigga wild Niggas don't know daps just pounds You don't think I know you hate me now do you? You don't think I know you hate me now do you? I ain't never sold raw Still can't explain what I saw Packed a whole crib in the car Just the thought of you gone leaves a permanent scar I hope you don't hate me now do you? I hope you don't hate me now do you? Poppin' these pills for the thrill Poppin' these pills for no feelin' Seeing your father get killed will probably turn your heart so chilly Hey, so now when I'm out, I'm colder than ever Just hit up Uwanda, get pub forever Hey [Hook] [Verse 2: Cartier Dave] First they love you, then they hate you again Asking me where I've been, I've been about my shit Hating ass niggas wanna doubt my shit But want to count my grip You niggas different I've been moving with my pivot, tryna tally up my interest Rate, my mind in a state to get my family through the gate But niggas acting silly, they won't let me be great So I focus on my own Been about my grown shit since I was up in zone six 18 with a dream, ay Hit the scene with a shopaholic fiend, bank schemes How we make green Lately I've been thinking 'bout her But every time I call she don't even bother Cause this thing we lost only makes it harder Hey, I know you see me now Hey, I know you see me now He's the only thing that I think about We did everything but couldn't see it out That's the only reason you see me at all Drinkin', smokin', trippin', livin', nigga Two 9 til the endin' [Hook] [Verse 3: Big KRIT] Another day of that same old shit Bout to jump off the porch, I need more than most Hit the SLAB, break a bitch for all she gross Set up shop in your crib before you can butter your toast Early mornin', never yawnin', gotta get to it You could never see the light at the end of the tunnel til you been through it Darling that's the art of war, more than just [?] Tsu-ing And we ain't bout them games ho All my partners ain't rap cause most of them down to let them thangs go Chose the streets over beats cause the money tax free And they heard the labels pull too many strings though And I agree, but it wasn't for me, trappin' my nigga And they reply, you better off rappin' my nigga Real friends wanna see you in a foreign, scorin' Cause waitin' on junkies is kinda borin', damn I do this for my fam that could never make it And all my homies that capped after at graduation I know you tryna survive in the city where the skinny niggas die And the police lowkey racist Chasin', jump shot dreams Crack vile stuck to the seams of our Air Force 1's Wishin' it was gone But that's life when you're young I had to leave the slums and stay humble