HaywooddaGreat - Truly Humble Under GOD Lyrics

Look swear Im stackin up the chips Yeah, Im stackin up the chips
Told lil, baby, I'ma star like for real Yeah, I'ma star a life for real
Tommy full , yeah, we eatin' over here Eatin' over here
Fresh to death , no camera, we killin' Yeah, we kill, we appear

Devo , polo, what up, brother
Ooh, I know these niggas, they hatin' me I guess I'm, the target Isaac
Shout-out to the nigga Isaac , man, you understand
Yeah, I'm off that shroom like for real,
I told that lil' nigga to chill and he still crossed me still

That come with the cooler, kick, kick, and I pop that watermelon
I just might dive in your hoe like a nigga, navy seal
Yeah, my strap is navy sealed Nah, nigga, this for real
I'm not having no ceilings , go lil Wayne on a nigga

Turn to a rockstar with choppas yea
I do this shit till I'm dead and pale
Swear to God, man free that nigga, Jeff
I dropped the sauce on my damn, baby
I dropped the sauce on my fam and them, She wanna f*ck for the sauce
She wanna f*ck and she suck for the sauce, ooh jump off the porch and turn boss ,

Jump off the motherf*ckin' porch and turnt boss, ooh
I feel like Richie Richie , I'ma turn my crew up boy
I pull up shooting rockets on a nigga like James lil boy
Hey, I can't put my finger on why these niggas hatin

Like, I don't know
Pull up on them like Barter 6 do some numbers, baby
Like, I don't know, I don't know Nah, I don't know, I don't know
I f*cked his hoes, she bought me designer clothes

I know niggas gon' wishin' on me to fall like a hoe
I'm gon' pull up, I'm gon' swing my door
I'm gon' pull up, Barter 6, and numbers on them , oh no
Head on your head, boy

Expensive fitted on your head, boy
Hey, niggas, swear I'm stackin' up the chips
Told lil baby, I'ma star life for real
Tummy full, we eatin over here

Fresh to death , no camera ,we kill
Hey !
Hay

Isaac
Ooh