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letra de humble - gsc menace

talk 2 em
no security i’m strapped up
i dare a n-gga act up

hallows with the red tips but this a black gun
in my bag cause i feel like i ain’t done enough
got people playing me close
they know i’m close to coming up
i’m still trying to run it
in the trap all night
till the sun is up
f-ck em they ain’t one of us
trying to put a 100 up
she wanna get to know adones
i just wanna f-ck
boot told me watch the ones around you
n-ggas want ya spot
scope the scene out when we get the drop
hop out then make sure them n-ggas drop
i be smiling when a n-gga die
especially from the other side
my n-ggas know i’m ride
ain’t nothing change still got the same number
sometimes i wonder why they change on me
can’t let these n-ggas get no stain off me
won’t let a n-gga make his name of me
yeah yeah
no matter how far i make it out remain humble
sneaking dissing put a name on it

if the police hit my baby momma
other than that i keep 100
f-ck the opps we creeping on em
i say f-ck the opps we creeping on em
whole lotta nights had to hold myself
i’m thankful for that jail time
i really got to know myself
realized this ain’t the life i want
thought about the do’s and don’ts
thought about the nights and days
i was out there doing wrong
i tend to get in my feelings
every time i get alone
paranoid when i go home
i need to leave this life alone
right now i cant prolly when i get rich
right now i ain’t knee deep
i bout drown but i didn’t sink
regrets in the past always hit me when i sit and think
i know pawpaw ashamed i ain’t have to turn out this way
i brought my momma pain i know she missed the little boy she raised
fell victim to the streets minus the choices i made
when i look in the mirror sometimes i hate myself
i be thinking about the losses i can only blame myself
i ain’t venting to n0body talking about ain’t gone help
i don’t except for n0body ride for me how ride for myself
keep smile on my face even though mind full of hate
blood in the air i can taste
just to survive your life i take
i know it’s gone be ok i’m see some better days i do my debt in the rain
i pray i get in the heaven gates i confess to my sins
in this war zone the best man shall win
a few of my n-ggas and the lord know what i did
if i could i would go back and rewind it
ain’t nothing change still got the same number
sometimes i wonder why they change on me
can’t let these n-ggas get no stain off me
won’t let a n-gga make his name of me
yeah yeah
no matter how far i make it out remain humble
sneaking dissing put a name on it

if the police hit my babymomma
other than that i keep 100
f-ck the opps we creeping on em
i say f-ck the opps we creeping on em

- gsc menace

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