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letra de humble man - kosha dillz

a humble man need to talk a lotta sh-t
lotta sh-t
hush me up i’m getting louder as it is
and as it is
they been hating from the start
never waving from they car
whispering to your friends
but i know who you are

listen here you the kind of blend in boy
fake everything wish you was down since boy
see i put in work …me?
i’m a legend in my own right
back when being the best was better than being you on the mic
you prolly start a band but tell ya homies you a rapper first
switching up ya project so many times man that thing don’t work
i was getting booed and beaten
nevеr quitting for a reason
it could take me 20 yеars to get it popping on a weekend
yah!
i insist good sh-t don’t happy easy
you might got to do things you don’t want to
like get hands greasy and dirty
chickies be flirty after my show
don’t get it wrong
am i going to hotel or the studio doing these songs?
rejecting from everything by the email
tag line intro long time hope you been well
i got a new song i want that whole world to hear
getting c-ck blocked by journalists making 30 geez a year

a humble man need to talk a lotta sh-t
lotta sh-t sh-t
hush me up i’m getting louder as it is
and as it is
they been hating from the start
never waving from they car
whispering to your friends
but i know who you are

fat tony (verse 2)

you sell more wolf tickets
then real tickets
got no resemblance to a real ni##a
talk a lotta sh-t but we don’t listen
im focus
in the field paying
my bills i can’t deal with ya
can’t believe that girl still with ya
at the coffee shop just the other night
he shoved me it was on, on site
i ordered a red-eye – gave him a black eye – they say it s ahead cry
cuz he’s a white guy
now he wanna sue me boy don’t do me
i ain’t cool with dudes that fool with ya
never have been you a has been
trying to hold on to your youth but the old you was trash then!
you fill ya belly with moms spaghetti
but ya ain’t ready its a new day
and the new tune i’m singing
got me laughing all the way to the bank
let me be frank if ain’t clear
you ain’t welcome nowhere
around here – we can’t split a meal or a share a bill
i’m on another level you ain’t near my tier
here yee here yee lets toast to his broke b-tch
this the last time you be on mind i’m over it
you broke the guidelines and now its bye-bye make notes of it
you don’t need to apologize this humble can’t let it slide

- kosha dillz

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