Humble

I was just like my runner till I copped a box
Now this bitch call me stunter cuz I drop the top
Minimum 20k when I whip that pot
It was me serving feinds by the liqour shop
Now it’s money in abundance
Big belly bundles
When you turn down a quarter mill it’s hard to stay humble
I started with a crumble and never let it fumble
I grew up in the jungle and made it out the rubble
Head to toe in Louis V my shoes cost a q of each
Moretime I’m over seas middle finger CiDs
Pent house im catching Zs my workers bagging Zs
Pyrex I add a 3 I’m whipping it manually
I’m rock blocks golden boy my bro got the golden boot
He’s gripping on the doubles and u know he’s gonna shoot at yutes
Double tap the dottie and burst off we ain’t leaving clues
Gyal wanna link but I’m grinding like a skater dude
I didn’t have a choice I had to fly me a birdie
Now the only choice I make is Gucci or the Burberry
I don’t get sturdy my shottiee got lurgies
Bro slapped him point blank had him doing burpees
It cost to be the boss and these man ain’t paying it
The gang mash work and some next man are claiming it
I set up shops and get it rocking like a baby chair
Top floor bullring u know I made it rain in there
Grew up on regi road cutting through pak ally
Now insta baddies give me addys just to land cali
I hit the sale and then I zoom off like a drag rally
Ina m140 with a Dottie in the back passy
Swinging through my block I’m like the neighbourhood hero
They all seen my come up cuz I started on a zero
Phone me for a kilo I’m the brown alpachino
Like D double e the way I always get a reload
I never kiss a hoe on the lips or leave prints on a brick
2 bricks on my wrist cuz I’m made for this shit
I spit crack on a track cuz I live what I rap
And I got 20 plaques just for spitting some facts
B u j b o y USPS JBz in the sky
20 in the fedex and the labels DIY
Minimum 2 Lbs if you wanna buy
Got a girl for Lahore loves Christian dior
I didn’t back out no gun still shut down the store
Gucci my walk but I grew up so poor
For a better cause I’m breaking the law

I was just like my runner till I copped a box
Now this bitch call me stunter cuz I drop the top
Minimum 20k when I whip that pot
It was me serving feinds by the liqour shop
Now it’s money in abundance
Big belly bundles
When you turn down a quarter mill it’s hard to stay humble
I started with a crumble and never let it fumble
I grew up in the jungle and made it out the rubble