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Humble
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Humble was released on July 17, 2026 by Deep Entertainment as a part of the album Recovered Hard Drive
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Release DateJuly 17, 2026
LabelDeep Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beeda Weeda
Beeda Weeda
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Emile
Brandon Emile
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Javier Roman
Javier Roman
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I might slip and take a fall, but I will never fumble
I had it all then lost it all
Shit made me humble
I lost my dawg to fentanyl
Shit made him crumble
I can't answer when she call 'cause my vision tunnel
I looked death up in his eyes and told him I ain't goin'
Too much hangin' in the hood just mean that I ain't growin'
I was fucked up, doin' bad
But I ain't show it
Pray for mercy on my karma 'cause I know I owe it
[Verse 1]
Live my truth up in these raps, I let my soul speak
But I could only scratch the surface, it get so deep
Dope slangin', door swangin', we get no sleep
And once you jump off In that water, can't get cold feet
You win some, you lose some, that's how the game goes
That's my bitch, that's your bitch, we fuck the same hoes
**** changin' cliques like they change clothes
I had to switch it up, I had to change goals
No more fuckin' off the paper, time to own somethin'
I watched the greatest leave the game and couldn't show nothin'
I watched my OG touch a ticket, couldn't find peace
Seen my partner' paperwork and couldn't find speech
All besides the fake shit, ****, life peach
On the opp side surfin', tryna sightsee
Floor seats at the game like I'm Spike Lee
Break a bad white bitch like I'm Ice-T
Yeah, don't mind me
I'm just gettin' money
She a ten until I nut
Then that bitch is ugly
How I'm tendin' to my cup
Know that bitch is muddy
So much spendin' with the plug, we became buddies
We got blicks on the counter, dope in the cubby
Dream movin' to Miami, retire, get chubby
Fuck a foreign, spend a hundred designin' the Cutty
Real important 'bout my paper, psychotic and nutty
Keep a eye out for them snakes and them pocket watches
Demon time in the function with a pocket monster
She gon' choose up on this pimpin', I ain't gotta knock her
She gon' go and get it for me, I ain't gotta watch her
Ain't no sittin' on my ass, gotta get paid
Once I dirty up this bitch, we gon' switch Ks
Lookin' for some bitch **** with some bitch ways
I ain't ate, shaved or bathed In like six days
[Chorus]
I might slip and take a fall, but I will never fumble
I had it all then lost it all
Shit made me humble
I lost my dawg to fentanyl
Shit made me crumble
I can't answer when she call 'cause my vision tunnel
I looked death up in his eyes and told him I ain't goin'
Too much hangin' in the hood just mean that I ain't growin'
I was fucked up, doin' bad, but I ain't show it
Pray for mercy on my karma 'cause I know I owe it, uh
Written by: Brandon Emile
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