Ecco The Beast, FLVME - Humble Pie lyrics
[Ecco The Beast, FLVME - Humble Pie lyrics]
Breakin' all this bread
It made me feel like Jesus
For the days when I was broke
I'm pickin' up the pieces
Niggas 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 fuck the other side
I never make amends
I hope my niggas stay down
Until thе bitter end
Thuggin' with my niggas, got my mask on
You ain't seein' nothin' when wе
Get our fuckin' snatch 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, hell of a time
But still nigga it's on
Forever eye for an eye
Hell of a guy, look at my dime
But still rolling with guys who
Are ready to die
Niggas hatin' on me like they paid for it
You can never humble me lil' bitch
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 nigga from afar
Everybody shootin' for the stars, yeah
Puttin' that work in
FLVME and Ecco on a record
It's gettin' purchased
We been out here cruisin'
Niggas steady reversin'
We've been in our bag
Like a motherfuckin' Burkin
We can never slack, boy, not even on purpose
All your shit whack
Can't compare to our worst shit
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 nigga 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 niggas get in my path
Then bitch I'm killin' 'em
And all you niggas is cap
Pull up on me give me daps
Then laugh behind my back
But bitch I'm really him
Please write the pope if
Niggas claiming they goats
I pull up on 'em for
Sure and start skinning 'em
Sleepin' on a nigga then I'm Freddy Kruger
I ain't even 'bout that shmoke
But I got plenty Rugers
I was seventeen fuckin' 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 nigga never had it
That's why I'm not numb, bitch
I call that shit 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 niggas I can't say the same
I just watched Snake
Niggas hatin' on me like they paid for it
You can never humble me lil' bitch
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 nigga from afar
Everybody shootin' for the stars, yeah
It made me feel like Jesus
For the days when I was broke
I'm pickin' up the pieces
Niggas 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 fuck the other side
I never make amends
I hope my niggas stay down
Until thе bitter end
Thuggin' with my niggas, got my mask on
You ain't seein' nothin' when wе
Get our fuckin' snatch 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, hell of a time
But still nigga it's on
Forever eye for an eye
Hell of a guy, look at my dime
But still rolling with guys who
Are ready to die
Niggas hatin' on me like they paid for it
You can never humble me lil' bitch
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 nigga from afar
Everybody shootin' for the stars, yeah
Puttin' that work in
FLVME and Ecco on a record
It's gettin' purchased
We been out here cruisin'
Niggas steady reversin'
We've been in our bag
Like a motherfuckin' Burkin
We can never slack, boy, not even on purpose
All your shit whack
Can't compare to our worst shit
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 nigga 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 niggas get in my path
Then bitch I'm killin' 'em
And all you niggas is cap
Pull up on me give me daps
Then laugh behind my back
But bitch I'm really him
Please write the pope if
Niggas claiming they goats
I pull up on 'em for
Sure and start skinning 'em
Sleepin' on a nigga then I'm Freddy Kruger
I ain't even 'bout that shmoke
But I got plenty Rugers
I was seventeen fuckin' 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 nigga never had it
That's why I'm not numb, bitch
I call that shit 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 niggas I can't say the same
I just watched Snake
Niggas hatin' on me like they paid for it
You can never humble me lil' bitch
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 nigga from afar
Everybody shootin' for the stars, yeah