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daboii - humble lyrics

[intro: clyde the mack]
i’ll just warm it up dawg
check this out
this for all my young n-ggas out here right right
keep your mind on the money n-gga
all that baller blockin’ have you n-ggas doin’
that sh-t old as f-ck n-gga
get yo -ss out there, chase the bag n-gga

[verse 1: daboii]
lil n-gga stay humble, put your pride to the side
and your n-gga, he a snake if he lie in your eyes
heard n-ggas want me gone, so i ride wit’ the 9
i was f-ckin’ wit’ a duck, now i ride wit’ a dime
for you n-ggas cuffin’ hoes, we the thieves, you the jakes
and i hardly ever smile ’cause i mean what i say
baby sorry if i’m rude, i ain’t mean girl, i’m straight
if she fiendin’ for the d-ck, need a fee when i lay it
i ain’t worried ’bout a ex, tell a b-tch that she ain’t sh-t
posted on the block wit’ my n-ggas i be gangin’
n-ggas ain’t a hunnid, on my life they be changin’
they’ll claim they all real, on my life they be prankin’
for thinkin’ you the sh-t when you not, b-tch you gettin’ dropped
give a b-tch my time? nah b-tch i ain’t givin’ clock
give a b-tch the boot wit’ no ride, got her kickin’ rocks
little n-gga but i ride around wit’ the biggest glock
i don’t like n-ggas
i one night b-tches
you will never be a boss, too much pride in ya
n-gga stay humble, keep your pride distant
i just took a n-gga b-tch, somebody wife missin’
everybody talkin’ down, i ain’t mindin’ it
all this dope got my mind missin’
broke n-gga take my b-tch, that’s a plot twister
don’t do that crime if you ain’t ready for that life sentence
i ain’t even gettin’ babby ’cause i’m all up in her gut
and these n-ggas really phony i ain’t into givin’ trust
i be fading out the bullsh-t, i ain’t into givin’ f-cks
and i’m in too deep i ain’t never givin’ up
b-tch i’m in my own lane i don’t swerve but you suckas do
brought the whole bank, all birds i be touchin’ blues
talk about a b-tch, if i f-ck, brody f-ckin’ too
day ones only, if you not, i don’t f-ck wit’ you
granny always told me, “you a boss, put your mind to it”
look me in my eye and say you ridin’ and you lied to it
reason why i win ’cause back then i ain’t mind losin’
be wit’ all dogs, nah n-gga, i don’t like humans
n-ggas mergin’ in our lane, get your blinker broke
and when we see these n-ggas out, think they seen a ghost
and wit’ these buffs on my face i can’t be approached
b-tch i don’t feed into sh-t ’cause y’all be a joke
sob b-tch nah n-gga you can’t touch this
me givin’ a f-ck? i don’t know what a f-ck is
pops doin’ time since then i ain’t cuff sh-t
they mad ’cause we get it out the mud so it’s f-ck pigs
lil n-gga 19, i be cashin’
heart made of steel so i ride wit’ the plastic
n-ggas say they real, oh my god that’s a catfish
ain’t even hit it once, to my bro i’ma p-ss it
n-ggas talkin’ crazy they must wanna put they life at risk
if i catch a case i never panic, b-tch i’m fightin’ it
gotta keep the .40 for them bustas, i ain’t fightin’ sh-t
say you really love me yeah i bet, you little lyin’ b-tch
brody see a stain on your neck, get your sh-t sn-tched
call the cops and please, n-ggas won’t get they sh-t back
soon as i appear, n-ggas won’t get they b-tch back
tellin’ in the station and you won’t get your lips back
f-ck a 9 to 5, on the block i be thuggin’
b-tch i’m that n-gga, you can tell how i’m muggin’
middle fingers to the haters, give a f-ck, i be thumbin’
i be lyin’, playin’ games wit’ her head like a russian
dumb n-gga, and my jeans keep some hunds in them
would strip your n-gga but his pockets ain’t got nut in it
she gon’ have to take a plan b if i nut in it
start sh-t wit’ us he gon’ end up wit’ none finished

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