Humble Lyrics

We get money and you don’t, we fuck bitches that you won’t,
We be holding up the trophy while you argue with the coach
We do it big, never subtle, we’re passed out while you fumble,
While we’re screaming in the cameras like “fuck being humble”
We get money and you don’t, we fuck bitches that you won’t,
We be holding up the trophy while you argue with the coach
We do it big, never subtle, we’re passed out while you fumble,
While we’re screaming in the cameras like “fuck being humble”

Three strikes with the heat light, deway, cautious, don’t pump like a shoe chase
Walking all in my shoes, taking you day, me and my niggers tired like always.
PA nigger, little country grimmer, eight light years till I shop in Atlanta.
Tellin’ y’all niggers you don’t box with a hammer, your career in a box like a shot for the camera.
Say cheese, nigger, is showtime, making dollar speech, when I speak is a gold mine.
Cold side seats with the odd of the gold line, thinking that’s me, but you’re thinking it is your time.
Negative, you will better crave name with a d when you buckle with a relative
Fucking up the beat, you ain’t have a nigger better that
Obvious than me, who they’re hating off a feral ring.
No fresh in class in session, overpay dues, I collect with impression,
Step in my shoes I react with a weapon, give me pro tools, get a mic in the session.
I recite a ulogy if it’s you and me. Name top biller, who the fuck you think they came to see?
Imma show bet like flowing down in Vegas, let me take a break for the haters.

We get money and you don’t, we fuck bitches that you won’t,
We be holding up the trophy while you argue with the coach
We do it big, never subtle, we’re passed out while you fumble,
While we’re screaming in the cameras like “fuck being humble”Sean Falyon - Humble - http://motolyrics.com/sean-falyon/humble-lyrics.html
We get money and you don’t, we fuck bitches that you won’t,
We be holding up the trophy while you argue with the coach
We do it big, never subtle, we’re passed out while you fumble,
While we’re screaming in the cameras like “fuck being humble”

Confidently cock, you won’t stop me, flow hit like Rocky, who could box me?
Who be guessing these niggers as far as I could see, you’re just wasting your money, you ain’t like me.
I’m likely ot to get all, lights, cameras, party with bimbos
I stand these hoes with a second no, looking for a ticket we don’t even pay to see
Bitch be on top, they won’t let us see the sun, when your mouth talk down let her see your gun.
Got me feeling like a bank when I’m seeing fun, hold in me, guess I’m really hun
All the niggers hate horrible I make, niggers should be seeking God as on the automotos way.
Conversating with a prollic, private airport, private plane, I’m so full of shit, you ain’t evem lead to stay.
SFBE is so real, got to puzzle hard, joggle and ain’t got no deal
Fresh print to the hood, no we not know will, fuck being humble, you ain’t got no chill.
Never had, never will, that’s the way it goes. Chop it down my skill, impossible
Front page every day, I’m the latest, let me take a break for the haters.

We get money and you don’t, we fuck bitches that you won’t,
We be holding up the trophy while you argue with the coach
We do it big, never subtle, we’re passed out while you fumble,
While we’re screaming in the cameras like “fuck being humble”
We get money and you don’t, we fuck bitches that you won’t,
We be holding up the trophy while you argue with the coach
We do it big, never subtle, we’re passed out while you fumble,
While we’re screaming in the cameras like “fuck being humble”