Humble Ringtones

What the hook gon' be I don't need no fuckin' hook on this beat Only singin' nigga still good on these streets Ghetto Ford whippin still pushin on E I, came a long way From nights we didn't eat (sheesh) Came a long way from 75th street Candy house trappin' I need everything sweet But I can't say what happened On the back of them streets, ay Fast forward, crackin' But the package ain't cheap I, know my Truda proud of What I became to be I had to really pay the cost I never waived the fee Now it's everything designer Where my hangers be I just really want the money Fuck the fame to mе Guess it come with it It really ain't no thang to me Now they lovin' it I'm really finna flame the streets I'm forever humble For every road they paved for me Now the big bag on me No big homies No co-sign Just the Evgle gang only Bino my brudda Won't forget what you told me Sixtape, mixtape a classic Facts only They want us to double back Wouldn't be surprised If part two got a fuckin' plaque Cause we them guys And we the truth And we brought it back It's Westside 'til I die Hope you quotin' that (yea) Ain't no holdin' back Givin' out sauce Gotta go dolo But it's no love lost (sheesh) No middle man I'm what the whole plug cost We pandemic dealin' Me and Vic young bosses Lessons ain't losses Blessings on blessings on blessings Keep fallin' Labels keep callin' Karl, what they talkin' bout Cause if it ain't some tickets Then we walkin' out If it ain't some tickets then we walkin' out What the hook gon' be I don't need no fuckin' hook on this beat Only singin' nigga still good on these streets Ghetto Ford whippin still pushin on E I, came a long way From nights we didn't eat (sheesh) Came a long way from 75th street Candy house trappin' I need everything sweet But I can't say what happened On the back of them streets Ay, forever humble

Funny how you do it for the money Funny how you do it for the fake ones How could you forget where you come from Don't get big headed boy Stay stay humble stay stay stay All my life been humble My whole life story a bible Repenting and backsliding Kept fake friends but I learnt Not to trust nobody Those that said they got me Were the ones that pushed me Got me trippin lately Momma missin lately Daddy miss me heavy I'm still misbehaving Will I go to heaven? Still I got a question Tell me how do I stay humble When these niggas can't rap, they mumble That's the typa shit that I went thru Back in the day this was new Too many critics in my circle said fuck you Who knew That I too Could be this great not even protools But I sat down, stay humble I'm reminiscing on days in high school When Convey was this kid that was hella cool Gettin numbers, gettin hunns was never part of struggle Gettin A's getting B's was part of my daily struggle Listening to CD's was part of my medication All the girls that I got were non but a distraction Funny how you do it for the money Funny how you do it for the fake ones How could you forget where you come from Don't get big headed boy Stay humble As I embark on this journey I just pray I don't lose myself I'm still the lovely book you Won't pick on the shelf You listen to garbage I just can't help But speak up about it Y'all sleepin on Convey Flowin way too rigorous Your frequency media playing what y'all already know You out here complacent, I'm just really painting the picture My momma went to prison, got held for petty crimes My uncle was a killer, got killed for takin lives My granny ambitious was never a housewife When momma got taken I was barely five Learnin A, B, C's and D's could barely write Takin my memories I mix them with the sprite Ain't gotta dim no lights My shine been neon Yeah I give and I take, I've learnt from my mistakes Funny how you do it for the money Funny how you do it for the fake ones How could you forget where you come from Don't get big headed boy Stay humble