Be Humble

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YSR Gramz - Rap, USA

Be Humble

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[Intro] (What's going on? The sky is falling, the sky is falling) Huh? The sky falling? Bitch, we goin' up, fuck is you talkin' 'bout, nigga? (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 nigga and he shot at you? Put his ass in a box like a Lunchable You gon' fall the fuck off, you get comfortable That's only forty thousand in your pocket, nigga, be humble Police-ass lil' nigga, you be gettin' niggas in trouble Shot the Draco so many times, that shit made me stumble Catchin' fourteen plays back to back, can't wait 'til the summer [Verse] My nigga 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 bitch, you her granddaddy I'm just tryna drop a lot of music, make my fans happy You ever fucked 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 nigga not no ho no more I call my nigga green light 'cause he always on go This Glock stick a freak bitch, it hit all your homies You ain't put your niggas on or pass the ball, niggas just like Kobe I ain't goin' to buy a Cartier, I wanna buy a Rollie Niggas out here doin' drills in strikers, used to ride in stolies You better get some get-back, that nigga robbed your brodie I'ma ride for myself, but niggas slidin' for me Driveway 'bout to get a rental, who tryna drive for him? Bitch, 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 nigga from the hood, make 'em stop goin' I was born in this shit, you niggas just joined Broke-ass nigga ain't got a job, that nigga unemployed Slap a fifty on this bitch, 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 nigga and he shot at you? Put his ass in a box like a Lunchable You gon' fall the fuck off, you get comfortable That's only forty thousand in your pocket, nigga, be humble Police-ass lil' nigga, you be gettin' niggas in trouble Shot the Draco so many times, that shit made me stumble Catchin' fourteen plays back to back, can't wait 'til the summer [Outro]

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