Humble Video (MV)

Day after day

Seems like I push against the clouds

(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherf*cker up)

They just keep blocking out the sun

It seems since I was born

I've wakened every blessed morning

I been thinkin' to myself lately

Wonderin' did she mean it when she say she hate me?

(Down on my luck and up against the wind)

Or wonderin' did she mean it when she say she wished she didn't keep the baby?



Told Solid to speed it up, you ain't driving Miss Daisy

Rolls Royce truck plus, yeah, you driving Lil Baby

Hit from the back and grab her neck, it be drivin' her crazy

Ain't work no job since we met, I'm the reason she lazy

I got some checks that I ain't touch, they for Loyal and Jason

Really wanna have a daughter just so I can spoil her

Maybe look at women different

Father God, forgive me, I'ma been sinning for a minute

We bought sticks when it was tension

F*ck that bitch, she want attention

She get famous if I mention

I ain't gon' say her name at all

I was just sittin' in prison, damn near livin' like a dog

I remember that shit vividly, I do this shit for y'all

I'm not lookin' for no sympathy, won't cry about no loss

I got demons all on my back and arms, I'm tryna shake 'em off

I can't never f*ck with lil' Mill again, he tried to take me off

I can't lie, you was my dawg, I heard that shit, it broke my heart

Can't no nigga say I did somethin' flawed, been solid from the start

Every situation ever happened, Baby played his part

I ain't never did shit to brag about it, I do that shit with honors

In my bag, but I been layin' back, I'm turnin' up this summer

Guess you mad 'cause I've been havin', tellin' hoes I was a runner

If I was, I was the richest runner in Georgia, on my mama

And I ain't never been no worker, had my own number, ask bruh

Seven summers straight we went crazy, called it good luck



I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number

I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger

All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble

Got the ball, I won't fumble

I just touch down, stay humble

I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number

I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger

All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble

Got the ball, I won't fumble

I just touch down, stay humble, yeah



Thinkin' 'bout that shit you said, I can't get it out my head

I know that my heart is black, so all my cars' insides is red

I don't wanna argue with no one, let's get this guap instead

I ain't tryna beef with none these niggas 'cause all my opps is dead

If you ever run into police, you better not tell

Turn it up, I might as well, you know I'm so 4PF

'Fore I go, I gotta say what's up to all the bros in jail

I know that they be listenin', I know that he'll be with me

And his lawyer cost one-sixty, I hope they un-convict him when he go back

Follow him with a LoJack, then step on him like a doormat

Doin' dirt, can't go back, my mind straight, ain't no slackin'

Guns all in Renee house, you ain't from the hood if you don't know Madison



I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number

I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger

All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble

Got the ball, I won't fumble

I just touch down, stay humble

I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number

I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger

All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble

Got the ball, I won't fumble

I just touch down, stay humble, yeah