Letra de Humble - SAINt JHN

They no believe in me when I was broke

They didn't see this comin', when I'm gone

They didn't imagine the thing I do

Didn't have the faith in someone new

Dream all my dreams what I did out loud

And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud

The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds

They're tryna tear me down now in front of crowds

And I pray to my God

That I'd make it to Heaven when I believe here

Won't even skip on a leap year

And I, and I pray to my God

The air is just better I breathe here

I think it's better that I prepare

Don't tell me to be humble

I turned crumbs into crumble

A few sticks 'round me, left here with a drumroll

Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo

See, I was born in Brooklyn, momma broke, never had money

Send me back home to a Guyanese country

Concrete road, but it always felt comfy

Daddy don't care and my stomach still hungry

Momma find out, so she send me to my auntie

Sendin' back money, 'cause we runnin' through the pantry

Can't lie to ya' though, I wasn't no Ghandi

See them didn't want me, see them didn't want me

They no believe in me when I was broke

They didn't see this comin', when I'm gone

They didn't imagine the thing I do

Didn't have the faith in someone new

Dream all my dreams what I did out loud

And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud

The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds

They're tryna tear me down now in front of crowds

And I pray to my God

That I'd make it to Heaven when I believe here

Relationships I can't repair

And I, and I pray to my God

The air is just better I breathe here

I think it's better that I prepare

Don't tell me to be humble

I turned crumbs into crumble

A few sticks 'round me, left here with a drumroll

Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo

See, raised in GT, momma broke, never had money

From me too magga, and my body too scrawny

Remember Ms. Patta, remember Olaine

Before I got my first lil' piece of punani

And I growed up, and I made my first CD

Then I blowed up, and I end up on TV

The other night reminiscin', listenin' Jeezy

I make it look easy, I make it look easy

They no believe in me when I was broke

They didn't see this comin', when I'm gone

They didn't imagine the thing I do

Didn't have the faith in someone new

Dream all my dreams what I did out loud

And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud

The weight on my back 'bout a thousand pounds

They're tryna tear me down now in front of crowds

And I pray to my God

That I'd make it to Heaven when I believe here

Won't even skip on a leap year

And I, and I pray to my God

The air is just better I breathe here

I think it's better that I prepare

Don't tell me to be humble

I turned crumbs into crumble

A few sticks 'round me, left here with a drumroll

Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo

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