Humble Beast

Niggas dying over money I can't shed my blood on leaves
I can't have my OG crying knowing she gone bury me
Only man I fear is God who the fuck put fear in me
I can pop my shit daily whole time I'm a humble beast

Stay down till a nigga up that's the code I live by
Granny hate when I'm around cus a nigga stay fried
Bet on myself every time don't care if the stakes high
I just want a bitch with melanin like Mary J. Blige

Lost my pop's 2 year's ago I been grinding ever since
We all know that time is money I can't waste it onna trick
Don't know when my time is up so I'm stacking these presidents
I'm tryna get rich before they take me out my element

Took a lotta losses man it's crazy how them tables turn
Niggas act like bitches when they owe you now that bridge is burned
Things change rearrange bitch I feel like J. Cole
Fuck around fly to Mexico just to spend some peso's

I'm da coldest in this shit don't even brag though (Uh Un)
And it's money over a bitch I rather chase a bag hoe
Wake up everyday and find a way to Increase my cash flow
Pull up to the plug and cop my shit then do the dash hoe (Skrttt)

I know niggas hating on the kid I know they sick of me
I'm not bout to eat no fuckin coochie unless it's limo clean
Writing lyrics in my auntie room now I'm on a big screen
Asking all these police ass questions are you Vlad TV

Niggas dying over money I can't shed my blood on leaves
I can't have my OG crying knowing she gone bury me
Only man I fear is God who the fuck put fear in me
I can pop my shit daily whole time I'm a humble beast

Stay down till a nigga up that's the code I live by
Granny hate when I'm around cus a nigga stay fried
Bet on myself every time don't care if the stakes high
I just want a bitch with melanin like Mary J. Blige
On my fuckin soul
Can't fuck with niggas if that nigga told

Double Gabo
It's Lil Rodd up in this bitch
It's Lil Rodd up in this hoe



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Ross
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