Lyrics Hard to Be Humble - TillDaMan

I took yo bitch i finessed ya
I took yo bitch and i blessed her
My niggas gonn' pull up with extra
Cause they muh' fuckin' serve it
Clutch the nine while im swervin'
Cause the life im livin' worth it
I get this money on purpose nigga i get this money on purpose

I took yo bitch i finessed ya
I took yo bitch and i blessed her
My niggas gonn' pull up with extra
Cause they muh' fuckin' serve it
Clutch the nine while im swervin'
Cause the life im livin' worth it
I get this money on purpose nigga i get this money on purpose

I took yo bitch i finessed ya
She ride with no hands like a tesla
Started callin' her professor
She got a good brain like dexter

I got more bitches than doctors got nurses
Sayin' my prayers and im dodging my curses
Speaking the truth aint no false in my verses
True when i say that my pockets not hurtin'
Even after all the shit i done purchased
If yo bitch broke than she worthless
All of my bitches be stuffin' they purses
Passin' round money like sunday church service

Got more bars than version service
High like i just came from outta surgery

And my verses veratile
Drippin' like a crocodile
Kickin' shit kong pow
Eatin' like a growin child

Could care less what its costin'
Shoppin' bags got me exhausted
Countin' it up like an auction
I tell my niggas to be cautious
Cause niggas and bitches be crossin'
Like the point guard for boston

I took yo bitch i finessed ya
I took yo bitch and i blessed her
My niggas gonn' pull up with extra
Cause they muh' fuckin' serve it
Clutch the nine while im swervin'
Cause the life im livin' worth it
I get this money on purpose
Nigga i get this money on purpose

If you broke then i cant respect ya
Im fly like i be drinkin' nectar
Yo bm my biggest investor
Im gettin' it her is just extra

Her pussy spittin' like sylvester
You can be the one that check her
And if its static nigga you can have it
Get jumped off the board like checkers

Like checkers, let me humble myself

My conscious be sayin' go get it
And go get some more to go with it
Pockets jumpin' like they say ribbit
Thank God my words are so gifted
All of my verbs are realistic
Cause if i say it id do it
If i already aint did it
Never got caught in a jam
Slidin' just like jelly with my biscuit
I be clutchin like a stick shift

Out of breath like a asthma attack
All this spittin' got my tongue tired
I roll them woods up back to back
All this ganja got my lungs tired
I get a bag and i fill it with stacks
Countin' money got my thumbs tired
Watch my niggas back like they got bats
And im the mother fuckin' umpire

I took yo bitch i finessed ya
I took yo bitch and i blessed her
My niggas gonn' pull up with extra
Cause they muh' fuckin' serve it
Clutch the nine while im swervin'
Cause the life im livin' worth it
I get this money on purpose
Nigga i get this money on purpose