Humble remix lyrics

by

Mike WiLL Made-It


I remember being a jit really wanna smoke really wanna hit it
I was focused on the cash n*ggas come around gone hit a lick and
It was all about the thrill like muf*ck consequences
Any n*gga talkin sh*t could quickly get it
I ain't never gave a f*ck n*gga that's my mental
n*ggas like she dumb numb damn right no feelings
I stay detached but she act so clingy
I just wanna f*ck she don't believe me
I'm reppin that 305
Where street flames stay high
Dope dealers pill poppers outchea hustlin by the age of nine
Training like they in the army every day another drive by
In these streets have ya armor or
Say ya prayers and be prepared to die
(n*gga best be humble
Or n*gga we'll lay ya ass down
n*gga best be humble or n*gga get laid the f*ck out) repeat
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