Humble at Heart

I'm
Still Humble at Heart
Even though my music soaring
Producing hits overseas like I'm foreign
Some still trying they best to ignore this
But talent is talent, Kyrie when he scoring
Then I go iso won't stop me
Not many is popping
So people keep asking when my shit is dropping (Dropping)
Humble at Heart even though my music soaring
Producing hits overseas like I'm foreign
Some still trying they best to ignore this
But talent is talent, Kyrie when he scoring
Then I go iso won't stop me
Not many is popping
So people keep asking when my shit is dropping

I guess now
So go ahead nigga to the guest house
I write lyrics that make vets proud
Gotta lock rhymes in a chest now
Might as well 'cause my clientele
Said "I might be the next out"
And I take they word over everything
No need to really guess how
I made it this far just shy of a year
Leveling up I was switching them gears
I told everybody, especially peers
I wish you the best, I'm staying right here
'Cause now you got some competition niggas
I ain't waiting for y'all boys to catch up
I keep getting bigger
Owe this shit to the coldest clique
Too sick, always stayed devoted when
I was at my lowest and I hold this pen
Need a couple mil' like them Olsen twins (Wait, what, who nigga?)
Olsen twins

Hell yea nigga, like them Olsen twins
Money ain't everything, you spoke that shit
I know but I've been open since
My family got stuck in a rut
My momma getting sicker man
Lupus is a bitch, so therefore I've been on a mission and
I ain't stopping till I'm touring all the way in Michigan to New York
Whole east coast 'bout to be tripping when

I'm
Humble at Heart even though my music soaring
Producing hits overseas like I'm foreign
Some still trying they best to ignore this
But talent is talent, Kyrie when he scoring
Then I go iso won't stop me
Not many is popping
So people keep asking when my shit is dropping (Dropping)

On God
Make moves, only got one shot
Time against you like a shot clock
And this ain't the time to get your shot blocked
Booth gotta be my hotspot
Never missing I can shoot for days
Nah, this is not just a phase
Won't let my talent just go to waste
My whole life I envisioned this
Near the top is where I'm finishing
Ivy League type penmanship
Harvard and Yale you getting this
Well

If not keep listening
And shame on you if you skip this shit
Not another talent this equipped
I ain't never acting, I don't go by a script
Somebody gotta be real
Divide and conquer I will
Get me a mil'
Too many people that's close to me living in poverty still
Worried 'bout bills and all of the stressors
I promise it will get better
Just give me a few
I got all the tools
I just gotta put shit together
Lord
Humble



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Writer(s): Bastien Cabezon, D.t.c
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