Humble (Sage The Gemini remix) (feat. Sage The Gemini)

H-H-H-Holy shit!
Ayy, ayy

Niggas always hatin', what they talking 'bout?
See 'em in traffic, wanna talk it out
Just bought an S Class, I'm always in the backseat
But I ain't that scrub Chilli talkin' bout
Ayy, rich nigga thing I sign a blank check
Hit her, get the wave back since niggas doing wave checks
If I ain't paved the way, then it ain't paved yet
And you niggas stealing styles still ain't paid yet
Niggas say I'm broke, but your Bentley need a brake check
Driving fast on accident, I still ain't been late yet
Hide my dog, but your momma wanna play vet
And she just gave me head like she ain't ate yet
I used to want the Rollie, but these niggas got 'em
Pouring champagne on they wrist, just to waste a bottle
Lookin' stupid as a bitch
When it's all said and done, you lookin' stupid for the bitch, nigga

Ayy, fuck being humble
Fuck all that humble shit
Fuck being humble
Fuck all that humble shit
I hope you niggas crumble
Y'all on some other shit
Fuck being humble
Fuck all that humble shit

Ayy, my old partner crossed me, gotta land that bih
Run and tag, but I didn't miss
Then I put 40 in his pockets and I rose him from the dead
Better be lucky I ain't put it on his head
Niggas used to fuck my bitch, I ain't lying
And they come to shake my hand and when I heard, I could'a died
I could've got them bitch niggas ridin'
Till I see them walk around tryna see about a job
My new girl drive dead, it's a murder
Finna break up with her, 'cause I don't feel like I deserve her
Sometimes I try to re-get the number and surprise
Her with some shit, 'cause I'm still tryna earn her
Fuck being humble, niggas never been on shit
I'm on three floors in a crib, we converse through intercom
And when this shit get poppin', do not hit my phone
Bitch

Ayy, fuck being humble
Fuck all that humble shit
Fuck being humble
Fuck all that humble shit
I hope you niggas crumble
Y'all on some other shit
Fuck being humble
Fuck all that humble shit