Humble

Lil Baby

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    Day after day
    Seems like I push against the clouds
    (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
    They just keep blocking out the Sun
    It seems since I was born
    I've wakened every blessed morning
    I been thinkin' to myself lately
    Wonderin' did she mean it when she say she hate me?
    (Down on my luck and up against the wind)
    Or wonderin' did she mean it when she say she wished she didn't keep the baby?

    Told Solid to speed it up, you ain't driving Miss Daisy
    Rolls-Royce truck plus, yeah, you driving Lil Baby
    Hit from the back and grab her neck, it be drivin' her crazy
    Ain't work no job since we met, I'm the reason she lazy
    I got some checks that I ain't touch, they for Loyal and Jason
    Really wanna have a daughter just so I can spoil her
    Maybe look at women different
    Father God, forgive me, I'ma been sinning for a minute
    We bought sticks when it was tension
    Fuck that bitch, she want attention
    She get famous if I mention
    I ain't gon' say her name at all
    I was just sittin' in prison, damn near livin' like a dog
    I remember that shit vividly, I do this shit for y'all
    I'm not lookin' for no sympathy, won't cry about no loss
    I got demons all on my back and arms, I'm tryna shake 'em off
    I can't never fuck with lil' Mill again, he tried to take me off
    I can't lie, you was my dawg, I heard that shit, it broke my heart
    Can't no nigga say I did somethin' flawed, been solid from the start
    Every situation ever happened, Baby played his part
    I ain't never did shit to brag about it, I do that shit with honors
    In my bag, but I been layin' back, I'm turnin' up this summer
    Guess you mad 'cause I've been havin', tellin' hoes I was a runner
    If I was, I was the richest runner in Georgia, on my mama
    And I ain't never been no worker, had my own number, ask bruh
    Seven summers straight we went crazy, called it good luck

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    I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number
    I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger
    All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble
    Got the ball, I won't fumble
    I just touch down, stay humble
    I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number
    I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger
    All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble
    Got the ball, I won't fumble
    I just touch down, stay humble, yeah

    Thinkin' 'bout that shit you said, I can't get it out my head
    I know that my heart is black, so all my cars' insides is red
    I don't wanna argue with no one, let's get this guap instead
    I ain't tryna beef with none these niggas 'cause all my opps is dead
    If you ever run into police, you better not tell
    Turn it up, I might as well, you know I'm so 4PF
    'Fore I go, I gotta say what's up to all the bros in jail
    I know that they be listenin', I know that he'll be with me
    And his lawyer cost one-sixty, I hope they un-convict him when he go back
    Follow him with a LoJack, then step on him like a doormat
    Doin' dirt, can't go back, my mind straight, ain't no slackin'
    Guns all in Renee house, you ain't from the hood if you don't know Madison

    I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number
    I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger
    All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble
    Got the ball, I won't fumble
    I just touch down, stay humble
    I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number
    I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger
    All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble
    Got the ball, I won't fumble
    I just touch down, stay humble, yeah

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    Composición: David Goldsmith, Rai Shaun Devante Williams, Howard y Christopher Young

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