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Humble
1,030
Hip-Hop/Rap
Humble was released on April 8, 2022 by Records/Columbia as a part of the album Misunderstood
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Release DateApril 8, 2022
LabelRecords/Columbia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM137

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B-Lovee
B-Lovee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Qwayshawn Cannon
Qwayshawn Cannon
Songwriter
Jengis Rahmanoski
Jengis Rahmanoski
Songwriter
Nathan Mansour
Nathan Mansour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Nato
Young Nato
Producer
Chuck Taylor
Chuck Taylor
Producer
Joe Grasso
Joe Grasso
Mixing Engineer
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Many times I done slipped, but I'm humble now
Know an opp almost died, he don't come around
I went extended the clip to a hunnid rounds
**** duck every time that I come around
Hop out, and I brought my Glock to the party
Off the Henny, I don't drink Bacardi
Bitches, they say I'm the heart of the party
EBK, he gon' slide in a heartbeat
Smokin' on dead opps, it fuck up my heartbeat
Bad lil' bitch and she look like a Barbie
**** talk all they want they can't harm me
It's a hunnid and more when I party
Don't get me started, when I'm geeked up, bitch, I get retarded
If he talk on the net, he can't hang around
Aiming at his head, we can't play around
[Verse 2]
No, we can't talk on the net, this is physical
Bitch, I catch you in traffic, I get rid of you
Whoever he with get hit, bitch, I'm sendin' 'em
Your bitch do tricks, man, I'm really feelin' them
**** be cappin', man, I ain't a fan of 'em
He started singin', we had to get rid of him
No, I can't chase no bitch, I get rid of 'em
One false move, I'ma up it and click on 'em
And I gotta do what I do and I move how I move
'cause these **** be pigs
And, bitch, I'm a fool with this too , if he's moving like a fool
I'ma shoot at his face
I get in the group with the goons, they gon' pick up them brooms
And spin where you stay
Want some money, they give me a chase
Lil' baba, she good with the brain
Hit the bank, run it up wit' the gang
Boy, don't play, put the dot on his brain
Oh, that perc got him feelin' insane?
Bet I send his ass up with his gang
I'll take all these drugs for the pain, when I'm slidin', bitch, I'm really sober
You never put on for the gang, stop actin' like you really throw one
[Verse 3]
Many times I done slipped, but I'm humble now
Know an opp almost died, he don't come around
I went extended the clip to a hunnid rounds
**** duck every time that I come around
Hop out, and I brought my Glock to the party
Off the Henny, I don't drink Bacardi
Bitches, they say I'm the heart of the party
EBK, he gon' slide in a heartbeat
Smokin' on dead opps, it fuck up my heartbeat
Bad lil' bitch and she look like a Barbie
**** talk all they want they can't harm me
It's a hunnid and more when I party
Don't get me started, when I'm geeked up, bitch, I get retarded
If he talk on the net, he can't hang around
Aiming at his head, we can't play around
Written by: Jengis Rahmanoski, Nathan Mansour, Qwayshawn Cannon
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