Be Humble lyrics

[Intro]
(What's going on? The sky is falling, the sky is falling)
Huh?
The sky falling?
b*tch, we goin' up, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout, n*gga?
(Dang, Overeasy, you made another one?)
Yung Sak Runner

[Chorus]
My cousin beefin' with my other cousin, I don't know what to do
How you cool with that n*gga and he shot at you?
Put his ass in a box like a Lunchable
You gon' fall the f*ck off, you get comfortable
That's only forty thousand in your pocket, n*gga, be humble
Police-ass lil' n*gga, you be gettin' n*ggas in trouble
Shot the Draco so many times, that sh*t made me stumble
Catchin' fourteen plays back to back, can't wait 'til the summer

[Verse]
My n*gga said when his opp drop, he gon' laugh at him
He only had 3K for a feature, told him Cash App me
You do everything for that b*tch, you her granddaddy
I'm just tryna drop a lot of music, make my fans happy
You ever f*cked that money up and went broke before?
Made a promise to myself I ain't goin' broke no more
He done picked up a gun, now that n*gga not no ho no more
I call my n*gga green light 'cause he always on go
This Glock stick a freak b*tch, it hit all your homies
You ain't put your n*ggas on or pass the ball, n*ggas just like Kobe
I ain't goin' to buy a Cartier, I wanna buy a Rollie
n*ggas out here doin' drills in strikers, used to ride in stolies
You better get some get-back, that n*gga robbed your brodie
I'ma ride for myself, but n*ggas slidin' for me
Driveway 'bout to get a rental, who tryna drive for him?
b*tch, your baby daddy broke as hell, he ain't got no coins
If this chop hit your whip, it's gon' stop goin'
Been that n*gga from the hood, make 'em stop goin'
I was born in this sh*t, you n*ggas just joined
Broke-ass n*gga ain't got a job, that n*gga unemployed
Slap a fifty on this b*tch, I'm finna show them boys
Bro got a plug on them E's out in Illinois
You been rappin' for some years, still ain't make no noise
I just caught a sale at Walmart, I'm finna buy some toys
[Chorus]
My cousin beefin' with my other cousin, I don't know what to do
How you cool with that n*gga and he shot at you?
Put his ass in a box like a Lunchable
You gon' fall the f*ck off, you get comfortable
That's only forty thousand in your pocket, n*gga, be humble
Police-ass lil' n*gga, you be gettin' n*ggas in trouble
Shot the Draco so many times, that sh*t made me stumble
Catchin' fourteen plays back to back, can't wait 'til the summer

[Outro]