They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down right in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I make it to heaven when I believe here
Won't even skip on a leap year
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
See I was born in Brooklyn, momma broke never had money
Send me back home to a Guyanese country
Concrete road but it always felt comfy
Daddy don't care and my stomach still hungry
Momma find out so she sent me to my aunty
Sending back money 'cause we running through the pantry
Can't lie to you though I wasn't no Ghandi
See them didn't want me, see them didn't want me
They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down now in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I'd make it to heaven when I believe here
Relationships I can't repair
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
See, raised in GT, momma broke never had money
From me too magga and my body too scrawny
Remember Ms Pat I remember Olanie
Before I get my first lil piece of punanie
Then I grow-ed up and I made my first CD
Then I blowed up and I end up on TV
The other night reminiscing listening Jeezy
I made it look easy, I make it look easy
They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down now in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I make it to heaven when I believe here
Won't even skip on a leap year
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
Humble Video (MV)
SAINt JHN's song "Humble" is a deeply personal reflection on his journey from poverty to success. The lyrics express his resilience, defiance against doubters, and strong faith. He transformed his struggles into success, as conveyed in the line "Ten crumbs and a crumble, A few sticks 'round me, left here with a drumroll."
The song's title, "Humble," contrasts with the artist's plea not to be told to be humble, indicating his hard-earned pride.
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Saint JhnThe song's title, "Humble," contrasts with the artist's plea not to be told to be humble, indicating his hard-earned pride.
Genre(s): Afrobeats
Language: English
Length: 3:55
Written by: Carlos St. John Phillips
Released: August 2nd, 2024
Year: 2024
Saint Jhn - Humble Lyrics
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English
They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down right in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I make it to heaven when I believe here
Won't even skip on a leap year
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
See I was born in Brooklyn, momma broke never had money
Send me back home to a Guyanese country
Concrete road but it always felt comfy
Daddy don't care and my stomach still hungry
Momma find out so she sent me to my aunty
Sending back money 'cause we running through the pantry
Can't lie to you though I wasn't no Ghandi
See them didn't want me, see them didn't want me
They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down now in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I'd make it to heaven when I believe here
Relationships I can't repair
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
See, raised in GT, momma broke never had money
From me too magga and my body too scrawny
Remember Ms Pat I remember Olanie
Before I get my first lil piece of punanie
Then I grow-ed up and I made my first CD
Then I blowed up and I end up on TV
The other night reminiscing listening Jeezy
I made it look easy, I make it look easy
They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down now in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I make it to heaven when I believe here
Won't even skip on a leap year
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down right in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I make it to heaven when I believe here
Won't even skip on a leap year
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
See I was born in Brooklyn, momma broke never had money
Send me back home to a Guyanese country
Concrete road but it always felt comfy
Daddy don't care and my stomach still hungry
Momma find out so she sent me to my aunty
Sending back money 'cause we running through the pantry
Can't lie to you though I wasn't no Ghandi
See them didn't want me, see them didn't want me
They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down now in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I'd make it to heaven when I believe here
Relationships I can't repair
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
See, raised in GT, momma broke never had money
From me too magga and my body too scrawny
Remember Ms Pat I remember Olanie
Before I get my first lil piece of punanie
Then I grow-ed up and I made my first CD
Then I blowed up and I end up on TV
The other night reminiscing listening Jeezy
I made it look easy, I make it look easy
They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't have faith in someone new
Dream all my dreams what I did out loud
And deep down I'm shamed but I said I'm proud
The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds
They try tear me down now in front of crowds
And I pray to my God
That I make it to heaven when I believe here
Won't even skip on a leap year
And I, and I pray to my God
The air is just better I breathe here
I think it's better that I prepare
Don't tell me to be humble
I turned crumbs into crumble
A few sticks round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo
Writer: Carlos St. John Phillips
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management