Tyler Page - HUMBLE. lyrics

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Tyler Page - HUMBLE. lyrics

[Video Intro] Wicked or weakness You gotta see this Waaaaay (yeah, yeah!) [Album Intro] Nobody pray for me It's been that day for me Waaaaay (yeah, yeah!) [Verse 1] Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finesse a n***a with some counterfeits But now I'm countin' this Parmesan where my accountant lives In fact, I'm downin' this D'USSÉ with my boo bae tastes like Kool-Aid for the an*lysts Girl, I can buy yo' a** the world with my paystub Ooh, that p**y good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods? I get way too petty once you let me do the extras Pull up on your block, then break it down: we playin' Tetris A.M. to the P.M., P.M. to the A.M., funk Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk My left stroke just went viral Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note It's levels to it, you and I know, b**h, be humble [Chorus] (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up lil' b**h, hol' up lil' b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Sit down, hol' up, lil' b**h) Be humble (b**h) (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) b**h, sit down Lil' b**h (hol' up, lil' b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**h) sit down (Hol' up lil' b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil' b**h) (Sit down, lil' b**h, be humble) (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**h) b**h, sit down (Hol' up, b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) [Verse 2] Who dat n***a thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man? (Man-Man) Get the f** off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman) Get the f** off my dick, that ain't right I make a play f**ing up your whole life I'm so f**in' sick and tired of the Photoshop Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor Show me somethin' natural like a** with some stretch marks Still will take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks, ayy This sh** way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy I don't fabricate it, ayy, most of y'all be fakin', ayy I stay modest 'bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy If I k** a n***a, it won't be the alcohol, ayy I'm the realest n***a after all, b**h, be humble [Chorus] (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up lil' b**h, hol' up lil' b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Sit down, hol' up, lil' b**h) Be humble (b**h) (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) b**h, sit down Lil' b**h (hol' up, lil' b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**h) sit down (Hol' up lil' b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil' b**h) (Sit down, lil' b**h) be humble (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**h) b**h, sit down (Hol' up, b**h) be humble (Hol' up, b**h) sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)