Linkz Boogz & Basti - Humble in Life Lyrics

If you be on some bougie shit unfollow me now
You just tryna be down, jump in these waters you gon' probably drown
Reach for the surface, be smart and seek for your purpose
My third eye been peeping the serpents
Give you that raw with no one bleeping the curses
Underdog that bark, he just bite
Blood on my canine's, that's something real light
Don't start shit and then be ducking the fight
You like a surrogate that's stuck in the hype
I'm like God when i conduct on the mic
I'm humble in life, cause any hour lightning and thunder could strike
In real life it won't be something you like
I need mine so i'm up'ing the price
Need the work to be fresh so it's up in the rice
Cold beers, summer nights then we dumping the ice
Like a coach who won the championship, i'm nice
The party's over tell the rest of the crew
I thank God for my blessings it's true
You turn solid when the whole world is pressuring you
That's why i play my cards right, the spade living the proof
Play your part, don't act like they never written the rules
I'm humble in life but you bird like
The violence make your feathers go poof
Must be something in the air the way it's changing my mood
The relevance is here and i'm always speaking the truth
They told me kick rocks but i kicked them shits into jewels
Call it sauce or the juice, i'm just a mix of the two
Thick skin, my calm probably poison to you
Is you finished or you done? ain't no choices for you
My enemy's close cause they always give me a boost
Bop and weave, stick and move, it's only right that i groove
Pity a fool but must say i'm really amused
Matching hair colors with your girl, i'm really confused
But I do what I do, drop roof, change views for commute
Two step to the money, call it groove to the loot
Ayo, you need a side hustle to create a little cash flow
Doing shit by yourself with no money is just a hassle
Don't like to be an asshole but everybody raps bro
At times it feels discouraging seeing the others pass you
The years keeps flying, got no time to be hanging out
Tired of the same two thou in my bank account
I'm too smart, I can't see myself working for no man
That's why its Push Lbs Records, I started my own brand
No wife, no kids, Mikey's a lone man
Been spitting and i'm nice but feel i got no fans
F*ck it, it's the love that makes me just go HAM
Let the Lord take the wheel and start driving with no hands
Salute to all the ones who be letting my flows jam
I'm digital now, got no choice but to get with the program
It's all documented, they watching like Homeland
I stay away from motherf*ckers that be having no plans
The foes laughing at me tryna hide the pain
Tryna memorize my two step, stepping in the rain
Bench pressed, you light weight, get finessed at the table
Make moves like the spade, i wanna make moves like the great
R.I.P. to Neighborhood, still bump in every neighborhood
Hustle and remain humble, never slip
That's why i wrote the grip
I'm quality with the drip so i hustle like Nip
Raised in the jungle and i always rock the Knicks, Queens shit
Meetings in the huddle, how we scheme things
Back up off the pavement if we never seen you
Your face get rearranged how we greet you
Rearranged till it's like the first time I meet you
Remain smooth, ain't scared of shit cause everybody bleed too
Yea, your character really something i could see through
My team too, it's really like we don't see you