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letra de humble pie - ecco

[intro: ecco]

[verse 1: ecco]
breakin’ all this bread, it made me feel like jesus
for the days when i was broke, i’m pickin’ up the pieces
n-ggas slept when i was woke, i do this for my nieces
tell ’em boys to give me twenty if they need a feature
stashin’ dirty money, hidden in my bed
i see them tryna write me off just like i did the benz
so it’s f-ck the other side, i never make amends
i hope my n-ggas stay down until thе bitter end
thuggin’ with my n-ggas, got my mask on
you ain’t seein’ nothin’ when wе get our f-ckin’ sn-tch on
i’m watchin for the leeches tryna latch on
’bout to send an invoice to you boys for my past songs
smokin’ i’m high, h-ll of a time
but still n-gga it’s on, forever eye for an eye
h-ll of a guy, look at my dime
but still rolling with guys who are ready to die

[chorus: ecco]
n-ggas hatin’ on me like they paid for it
you can never humble me lil’ b-tch, i’m made for it
i deserve it all ’cause i slaved for it
i’m the type to go and get it, i don’t wait for it
like the boy raised in the hood is now raising the bar
and he’s so ride or die that he might die in the car
they shootin’ at a n-gga from afar
everybody shootin’ for the stars, yeah
[verse 2: flvme]
puttin’ that work in
flvme and ecco on a record, it’s gettin’ purchased
we been out here cruisin’, n-ggas steady reversin’
we’ve been in our bag like a motherf-ckin’ burkin
we can never slack, boy, not even on purpose
all your sh-t whack, can’t compare to our worst sh-t
we don’t connect like we don’t got no service
boy, what your worth is?
add it up it still isn’t worth it
okay my n-gga i’m back
i heard you droppin’ some tracks
all i’ma say is “too bad” ’cause we ain’t feelin’ ’em
you know i get to the racks
i’ve always been ’bout the bag
if n-ggas get in my path then b-tch i’m k!llin’ ’em
and all you n-ggas is cap
pull up on me give me daps
then laugh behind my back, but b-tch i’m really him
please write the pope if n-ggas claiming they goats
i pull up on ’em for sure and start skinning ’em

[verse 3: ecco]
sleepin’ on a n-gga then i’m freddy kruger
i ain’t even ’bout that shmoke but i got plenty rugers
i was seventeen f-ckin’ on a cougar
way before i hit the scene, way before the uber
always been a savage
i had to go and get it ’cause a n-gga never had it
that’s why i’m not numb, b-tch, i call that sh-t magic
sippin’ on that lean but i’m tryna kick that habit
pockets full of cash so my pants saggy
girl, i’m in my bag you just got buggage
henny on the house ’cause i got status
only ’bout that guap when i talk language
in it for the money, i don’t want the fame
all this dirty money goin’ in the safe
as for you n-ggas i can’t say the same
i just watched snake [?]
[chorus: ecco]
n-ggas hatin’ on me like they paid for it
you can never humble me lil’ b-tch, i’m made for it
i deserve it all ’cause i slaved for it
i’m the type to go and get it, i don’t wait for it
like the boy raised in the hood is now raising the bar
and he’s so ride or die that he might die in the car
they shootin’ at a n-gga from afar
everybody shootin’ for the stars, yeah

[outro: nipsey hussle]

- ecco

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