Humble (Sage The Gemini remix) (feat. Sage The Gemini)

H-H-H-Holy shit!

Ayy, ayy

Niggas always hatin', what they talking 'bout?

See 'em in traffic, wanna talk it out

Just bought an S Class, I'm always in the backseat

But I ain't that scrub Chilli talkin' bout

Ayy, rich nigga thing I sign a blank check

Hit her, get the wave back since niggas doing wave checks

If I ain't paved the way, then it ain't paved yet

And you niggas stealing styles still ain't paid yet

Niggas say I'm broke, but your Bentley need a brake check

Driving fast on accident, I still ain't been late yet

Hide my dog, but your momma wanna play vet

And she just gave me head like she ain't ate yet

I used to want the Rollie, but these niggas got 'em

Pouring champagne on they wrist, just to waste a bottle

Lookin' stupid as a bitch

When it's all said and done, you lookin' stupid for the bitch, nigga

Ayy, fuck being humble

Fuck all that humble shit

Fuck being humble

Fuck all that humble shit

I hope you niggas crumble

Y'all on some other shit

Fuck being humble

Fuck all that humble shit

Ayy, my old partner crossed me, gotta land that bih

Run and tag, but I didn't miss

Then I put 40 in his pockets and I rose him from the dead

Better be lucky I ain't put it on his head

Niggas used to fuck my bitch, I ain't lying

And they come to shake my hand and when I heard, I could'a died

I could've got them bitch niggas ridin'

Till I see them walk around tryna see about a job

My new girl drive dead, it's a murder

Finna break up with her, 'cause I don't feel like I deserve her

Sometimes I try to re-get the number and surprise

Her with some shit, 'cause I'm still tryna earn her

Fuck being humble, niggas never been on shit

I'm on three floors in a crib, we converse through intercom

And when this shit get poppin', do not hit my phone

Bitch

Ayy, fuck being humble

Fuck all that humble shit

Fuck being humble

Fuck all that humble shit

I hope you niggas crumble

Y'all on some other shit

Fuck being humble

Fuck all that humble shit