paroles de chanson Humble - SAINt JHN

They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't help that there's 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 tried to tear me down right in front of crowds

And I pray to my God
That I 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 turn crumbs into crumble
A few sticks 'round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo (yeah, ola)

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
Mama find out, so she sent me to my auntie
Sending back money 'cause we running through the pantry
Can't lie to you though, I wasn't no Ghandi
See them didn't want me, see them didn't want me

They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't help that there's 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 tried to tear me down right in front of crowds

And I pray to my God
That I 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 turn crumbs into crumble
A few sticks 'round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo

See, raised in GD
Momma broke, never had money
From me too magga and my body too scrawny
Remember Ms. Pat, I remember Olanie
Before I get my first lil' piece of punanie
Then, I growed up and I made my first CD
Then I blowed up and I end up on TV
The other night reminiscin' listening Jeezy
I made it look easy, I make it look easy

They don't believe in me when I was broke
They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
Didn't help that there's 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 tried to tear me down right in front of crowds

And I pray to my God
That I 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 turn crumbs into crumble
A few sticks 'round me left here for the drumroll
Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo