Hard to Be Humble

(Verse 1)
People closest to me said I haven’t been myself
Man, you know how many motherfucking L’s
I had to take to get where I’m at
Put food on the plate
My dawgs on the map
Lord please forgive me I did what I had too
But mama I jus couldn’t stay where I was at
I went from accounts in the negatives
and now I’m least 250 up
Back then I was in love wit Madison
And I couldn’t afford her
I couldn’t keep up
Man it was depressing
Bitches wanted prime
I could barely get a 2 for 20
I remember taking to dinner
Had to tell some bitches I ate already
Just to make sure that I had enough
Till one day I finally had enough
Used to tell myself one day we’ll laugh about it
When I see some bitches they not laughing much
It’s just been hunnids , 50s, hunnids, hunnids, 50s
If I see some 20s ima spend it
And we got table full of all the poppin bitches
So the hating niggas in my mentions
Made a bad bitch cry for me and I ain’t care
Told her I do no second chances
I just bought a Beamer put it a bitches name
So the fuckin police can’t track it
Yea,
I write my life so everything I say is true
When you self made there’s nothing they can say to you

(chorus)
I can’t fuck around I got too much on the line now
Seen me on her timeline
She tryna hit my line now
I gotta be on point
Cause niggas tryna come around
But Look at the diamonds on me
It’s hard to be humble now
It’s hard to be me humble now
It’s hard to humble now
They used to ignore, my foot in the door
Y’all niggas in trouble now
I can’t fuck around I got too much on the line now
Seen me on her timeline now she trying hit my line now

(Verse 2)
People I was close to be like
Bizzy where you been
Nigga, I been going MF Inw
Tryna get straight , and get me some racks
I’m not like these rappers, these niggas jus rap
She love me death
She way too attatched
I took yo mama out to saks
I told her to get what she want
I put her in yve Saint Laurent
I’m not an enemy u need my nigga
But if u want smoke then come on
I Left her alone cause she need to mature
Might put your favorite rapper in the morgue
I took the knife out my back
Gave it back to him cause I know that he needed it more
wasnt till I got reach , realized
I’m not dealing wit my demons no more
Since I’m finna blow
Virgil sending boxes to me
I’m not swiping at Neimans no more
Cartier , Cartier
10K on self love
I was down , I was down
No one ever helped me up
My daughter playing wit 100s like dolls
We had no label we looked up to dolph
Everybody used to sleep on us,
Man we kept going we just shook that shit off
Me and tank used to talk about man
Every 5am in bridge street
One day they gone wish they never slept
One day we gon make history

(Chorus)