Humble

Homie I ain't humble I deserve this shit

I'm from the side of the curb

Where the birds get flipped

So f**k you f**k you

F**k you and f**k you

F**k you f**k you

F**k you and f**k you

White high school

Wasn't laughing at the black jokes

Daddy had us contact high off of crack smoke

Had to get it cracking

With the 7 cause the Mac broke

Wrist f**ked up couldn't make it to practice

Had the money in the couch

And the K's by the mattress

Chasing senior bitches down

Cause we was hanging with Pac then

Sidekick thefts

If he pressed him we packed him

Ski masking but niggas wasn't going to Aspen

Mayfair freshman class but I skipped them all

But Miss Brown cause that was my nigga

Ask me what mattered more

School or the set

She can tell by the truancy I'm true to the shit

Couple months I was up out of there

Mama kicked me out of the house

But shit I didn't care

Hitting licks came to a drought

So we was killing kids all for the buck

15 sitting shotgun ready to duck

Homie I ain't humble I deserve this shit

I'm from the side of the curb

Where the birds get flipped

So f**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you

F**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you

Homie I ain't humble I deserve this shit

I'm from the side of the curb

Where the birds get flipped

So f**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you

F**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you

I swear I'm busy every time

My mama call my phone

No time for stressing

She can leave a message at the tone

I apologize for breaking up your happy home

And looking like my daddy

All them arguments was overblown

Girl I just want you happy

That's the reason why I write these songs

Cause I can give a f**k 'bout

Where I end up when it's said and done

Riding down 7 Street looking for your second son

Found him on Artesia with a Yannc

He had a loaded gun

But you ain't know the difference

Coming home late

Seen Tyson in the kitchen trying

To make his own plate

But you love my homies like you love your

Only son that walk and talk

Think that was the reason

Why you afraid to see me risk it all

But your father told me no reward

If no risk involved

And your father raised me made me crazy

Don't take shit at all

I know you miss him cause I miss him more

And I can't quite recall

Knew he would be happy as the day

My mama had me see Homie

I ain't humble I deserve this shit

I'm from the side of the curb

Where the birds get flipped

So f**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you

F**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you

Homie I ain't humble I deserve this shit

I'm from the side of the curb

Where the birds get flipped

So f**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you

F**k you f**k you f**k you and f**k you