stay humble (feat. Tjsdead)
Sometimes I feel like I been doing this music shit so long
Eventually, it's gone pay off
Ya know
Gotta pay off
(Ooh, yeah)
Uh
Think I'm abusing the drugs
I dropped a tape ain't do too well, they wasn't showing me love
And everyday I contemplated quitting
But shit nah, quitting don't get no bills paid and God told me one day this shit gone click Ain't no more rent payments
This why I go hard on every track, won't catch me slipping
I'm too focused, made commitments
If you my gang, there ain't no switching
I'm honorable, don't need no mentions, uh
But shit a mention would be nice
Right now I'ma keep going hard, pass me the ball and I'm out like Jerry Rice.
To the niggas that don't wanna see me succeed, it's fuck you twice
Matter fact, I take that shit back
I know that shit ain't right
I'ma just stay down with my guys, won't live my life in spite
And everybody 'round me straight, so I know we alright
I was in my bag, I had that shit and I still fumbled it
When I got it back, I kept it trill, stayed on my humble shit
Never been a snitch, wont tattle tell ain't on that mumble shit
I ain't meet my bitch in the club, you on that bumble shit
Separate myself from the thugs, cause they gone run your shit
Fuck the bitch, it is what is was and that's on ownership
Thirty in the clip if it's up, hope I don't use the bitch
Everyday I'm pouring it up, think I'm abusing it
Shoutout to my family that's dead, I know they watching me
My uncle with the angles, swear to God this life will fall on me
I've been making music hoping it would heal it all, but I need to tell the truth this life is tearing me apart
Part, part, tearing me apart
I knew this life was broken, yeah I knew it from the start
I'ma be the greatest and they gone check the charts
I'ma be the number one hit artist, yeah
Dead, dead, I've been feeling dead
I'ma take a couple shots, it's going to my head
This pain is really killing me, but I keep it inside
Cause my family knows I'm stronger and that's the reason why
And it's hard to maintain all the thoughts up in my head, they really killing my brain
I'm really driven down, yeah right to insane
And it's killing me inside, I don't know what to say
Yeah, perc-thirty popped and it's hard to keep tame
I was in my bag, I had that shit and I still fumbled it
When I got it back, I kept it trill, stayed on my humble shit (Stayed on my humble shit)
Never been a snitch, won't tattle tell ain't on that mumble shit
I ain't meet my bitch in the club, you on that bumble shit
Separate myself from the thugs, cause they gone run your shit
Fuck the bitch, it is what is was and that's on ownership
Thirty in the clip if it's up, hope I don't use the bitch
Everyday I'm pouring it up, think I'm abusing it
I was in my bag, I had that shit and I still fumbled it
When I got it back, I kept it trill, stayed on my humble shit
Never been a snitch, won't tattle tell ain't on that mumble shit
I ain't meet my bitch in the club, you on that bumble shit
Separate myself from the thugs, cause they gone run your shit
Fuck the bitch, it is what is was and that's on ownership
Thirty in the clip if it's up, hope I don't use the bitch
Everyday I'm pouring it up, (Yeah, yeah, yeah) think I'm abusing it
Eventually, it's gone pay off
Ya know
Gotta pay off
(Ooh, yeah)
Uh
Think I'm abusing the drugs
I dropped a tape ain't do too well, they wasn't showing me love
And everyday I contemplated quitting
But shit nah, quitting don't get no bills paid and God told me one day this shit gone click Ain't no more rent payments
This why I go hard on every track, won't catch me slipping
I'm too focused, made commitments
If you my gang, there ain't no switching
I'm honorable, don't need no mentions, uh
But shit a mention would be nice
Right now I'ma keep going hard, pass me the ball and I'm out like Jerry Rice.
To the niggas that don't wanna see me succeed, it's fuck you twice
Matter fact, I take that shit back
I know that shit ain't right
I'ma just stay down with my guys, won't live my life in spite
And everybody 'round me straight, so I know we alright
I was in my bag, I had that shit and I still fumbled it
When I got it back, I kept it trill, stayed on my humble shit
Never been a snitch, wont tattle tell ain't on that mumble shit
I ain't meet my bitch in the club, you on that bumble shit
Separate myself from the thugs, cause they gone run your shit
Fuck the bitch, it is what is was and that's on ownership
Thirty in the clip if it's up, hope I don't use the bitch
Everyday I'm pouring it up, think I'm abusing it
Shoutout to my family that's dead, I know they watching me
My uncle with the angles, swear to God this life will fall on me
I've been making music hoping it would heal it all, but I need to tell the truth this life is tearing me apart
Part, part, tearing me apart
I knew this life was broken, yeah I knew it from the start
I'ma be the greatest and they gone check the charts
I'ma be the number one hit artist, yeah
Dead, dead, I've been feeling dead
I'ma take a couple shots, it's going to my head
This pain is really killing me, but I keep it inside
Cause my family knows I'm stronger and that's the reason why
And it's hard to maintain all the thoughts up in my head, they really killing my brain
I'm really driven down, yeah right to insane
And it's killing me inside, I don't know what to say
Yeah, perc-thirty popped and it's hard to keep tame
I was in my bag, I had that shit and I still fumbled it
When I got it back, I kept it trill, stayed on my humble shit (Stayed on my humble shit)
Never been a snitch, won't tattle tell ain't on that mumble shit
I ain't meet my bitch in the club, you on that bumble shit
Separate myself from the thugs, cause they gone run your shit
Fuck the bitch, it is what is was and that's on ownership
Thirty in the clip if it's up, hope I don't use the bitch
Everyday I'm pouring it up, think I'm abusing it
I was in my bag, I had that shit and I still fumbled it
When I got it back, I kept it trill, stayed on my humble shit
Never been a snitch, won't tattle tell ain't on that mumble shit
I ain't meet my bitch in the club, you on that bumble shit
Separate myself from the thugs, cause they gone run your shit
Fuck the bitch, it is what is was and that's on ownership
Thirty in the clip if it's up, hope I don't use the bitch
Everyday I'm pouring it up, (Yeah, yeah, yeah) think I'm abusing it
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