I’m humble as fuck
I’m humble as shit
I don’t rock rollies on none of my wrists
I got a nice a ride but I don’t flaunt my whip
Just flexing on everyone, that shit ain’t it
I don’t need diamonds or gold chains
Foreigns or board on my own plane
Don’t need a crib by the ocean
I just want house with my own space
Don’t need all that fake validation
Just don’t wanna work day to day shit
Just wanna be able to take a vacation if I want to go on vacation
I just wanna do all the shit want
While keeping my private life private
I just wanna do all the shit that I want
While keeping my private life quiet
Louis and Gucci I don’t get the hype
Same with supreme, off-white I kinda like
I just don’t get it tho, calling it culture
But scavenge your pennies, go hang with the vultures
These companies just fucking prey on you
Creating fake urgency, playing you
But you keep on falling for tricks and their games
And they’ve fooled you twice, so that’s shame on you
Say that I’m broke, it don’t phase me
Nothing you say gonna change me
I’ve been this way since like 18
When I woke up the fuck up I changed things
I’ll be here rocking my Hanes tees
My cheap as fuck H&M aged jeans
Recording shit to make you hate me
And roasting your bitch ass on take 3

I’m humble as fuck, boy
I don’t want a lot, got enough, boy
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I got enough but I don’t fucking flaunt it
I’m saying a lot but don’t mention my wallet
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I rock in my Jordan’s ‘til holes in the soles
Same with my forces they’re older than those
I rock in my socks ‘til there’s holes in the toes
And I wear the same pairs until I need new clothes
I don’t give a fuck how I look to others
Appearance only matters if I’m with my mother
I don’t need the best shit to be the fucking best, bitch
I run this fucking party, you ain’t even on the guest list
I know who I am and I know what I do
I know what I’ve done, can’t say same about you
I know I get crazy when I get in booths
But keep it consistent when I’m speaking truth
When I’m making music I’m up on my “fuck it” shit
Saying some crazy shit just ‘cause I’m loving it
But outside the studi, I know I’m the humblest
I’m not the same person when I’m out in public
And that’s if I do even choose to go out
Inside of my room is where my shit go down
Whether I’m writing or playing some games
It’s all the same shit for days upon days
I keep to myself and I tend be quiet
I don’t really go out, but don’t really mind it
Cool with the silence and minding my business
I’m good where I am at, I’ll observe from a distance
I’m good with a little, I don’t need a lot
I’m thankful for everything that I’ve got
I don’t ask for shit if I need it or not
You try to give me shit I’ll tell you stop
I stay in my lane, yeah, I stay in my spot
You stay in the way and making a block
You tear others down to get to the top
So, humble as fuck is something you not

I’m humble as fuck, boy
I don’t want a lot, got enough, boy
Yeah, I’m humble as fuck, boy
Humble as, humble as fuck, boy
I’m humble as fuck, boy
I got enough but I don’t fucking flaunt it
I’m saying a lot but don’t mention my wallet
I’m humble as, humble as fuck, boy
I’m humble as fuck (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I’m humble as fuck (Yeah yeah yeah)
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I’m humble as fuck, boy