Lyrics:
Yeah
Who cares if I live but it's do or die
Fuck the world, stay on our grind
In the studio whippin' up like pie
I can't explain, can't explain
It's
nothing was gonna hold shit
But they made it seem like I was on some hoe shit, never that
I been humble and I'm still humble
And to the ones who turned
that front porch life feel hella great
I'm living out my songs with them people like me
Keep it simple in the middle with humble humility
Lil sugar for
Dumbo's gone
Word to Uncle Ron, I'm turnin' into an non-humble Don
You blonde dumb, all I got is d- for you to come blow on
So start the show, but I need
(Know too, that you'll not escape my vengeance)
But the dumpy kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone
Word to Uncle Ron, I'm turnin' into an non-humble
Ayy man, niggas ready to lose their lives
About that money man
Niggas going state to state man
Watch that low drop, niggas goin' viral man
Shoutout
Im bout dat pie kowabunga stacking bread
loafs on wonder
808 you feel da drummer
Its drip season every year im gunna
Fix ya face for it breaks
to the omnicidal system that perverts our lives.
After baking the pie in the oven for between thirty and thirty five minutes at approximately four hundred degrees
lights flash by
I love the way are bodies move
Don't let nobody leave this room
Cause we figuring out
How we gone live are lives
Ready or not
Put
freaking ass.
'Cause I'm ready for blood in this Halloween night
I'm the Darkseid, with the dark light
Yeah I shoot beams, through my damn eyes(thought it
guides
When my world was full of seven-legged cats
But here I am with eight more lives
I'm ready for the good times
I'm ready for the good times
ain't nothing wrong
Biggest bird in the game and that is no lie
I'm always gonna ride shawty by my side
I could sell you some old shoes
That are not your
Superman, but I got weaknesses too
I keep a firm leash on things by believing in you
And after I'm gone I live on breathing through you
And anything I
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
the new tings
(She like to try 'em)
The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice (black juice)
Whenever you're ready, I'm ready to move (ready to move)
2021 yeah I'm done being humble
Money on my mind yeah I need that shit to double
Walking by myself but I got Nina in my duffle
It's a bandemic
sweet but potato pie
Speaking of pie, I need me a slice I'm talking financial stability
I'm done with humble pie, I'm just a humble guy, I gotta switch up
That was the end and I turned a solider
That was the end man I turned a solider
Live by the sword you go die by the sword
Many dirty waka wey we do with
here I come a warning
I thought you were just thoughtless
But I discovered something
I ate the humble pie
And I didn’t need no secretions
From
my feet,
I’m humble as can be,
But they still sleepin on me,
I know I am the best,
I’ll speak til it exist,
The world is in my hands,
And now
to stay on my grind, remain humble, no boast
I ain't no hoe, you know I'm never standin' down
Always ready for war, I'm never standin' down
I be walkin'
tongue had
Getting damn high in Van Nuys in vans high
Classic black, white waves on the side like I'm skating a grind
My demeanor is live 'til you try me
I
I'm gone
Go back to being discreet live long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone
Come on!
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to fly)
I'm gone
Go back to being discreet live long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone
Come on!
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to fly)
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