[Intro]
(Steel Banglez)
[Verse 1]
Dear God, I've had my fair share of bad luck
Now I think it's only about you send me some good luck
My brother's in jail for a murder
His trials next week and I'm tellin' him "good luck"
We don't want no smoke but don't push us
Or test our patience, you get yourself jooked up
Look bruv, them boys soft but they look tough
The gang Mobb Deep, but they're all on Shook Ones
I beef with the same hood I rep
But it ain't nuttin' personal I still show the hood love
A leng one let me grow weed in her house
So I paid for the BBL job on her bunda
I don't wanna hear no coulda, woulda, shoulda
Just get off your arse and do it
Making excuses won't pay no bills
But this pack will so get off your arse and move it
Big man, get off your arse, get active
Big man, get out your yard, get out it
Big man, get in your car get travellin'
And go build a Cali line in Barking & Dagenham
Or go build a bouj line on Stoke-on-Trent
Or go set a crop up and grow some peng
Stop telling everybody all your problems
'Cause no one ain't listening and no one cares
Yo, people like the broke me more than the rich me
Tell me why it's always like this, yo
And people make ya promises they can't keep
Tell me, why do they keep on lying? Yo
And why do all these broke women love talking 'bout
How they only fuck the man that's got money?
Cool now darling
You only exist 'cause your mum let a broke man buss in her tummy
[Chorus]
So humble yourself, people need to humble their self
And be humble
Humble yourself, people need to humble their self
And be humble
Humble yourself, people need to humble their self
And be humble
Humble yourself, people need to humble their self
Or be humble
[Bridge]
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook
[Verse 2]
I got bored in my head and I didn't die
Got bored in my chest and I didn't die
Got shot up in the ends and I didn't die
Had to play dead but I wasn't, I was still alive
I ain't scared of anybody that I beef with
I'm loyal to the death but it's death I keep cheating
'Cause I'm here for a real reason
'Cause I got hit like **** and he ain't fucking breathing
I got another meeting, that's another mini pendant
Us be jumping in my mansions, whilst I'm jumping in my Bentley
I don't need a label backing blud I blew up independent
Now I move like Beanie Sigel I got Young Gunz for me steppin'
I remember going broke it wasn't funny
'Cause I had it all then lost it all, the feeling was disgusting
I lost cars, I lost jewels, I lost money
But I never lost my hustle like Lauren done and so I quickly back like I hustled and I made it back
Back up in the trap, back to weighing packs
That's back to doing robberies and staining man
I got myself back and told that pussy "what you saying now?"
Went and bought the biggest chain just to make 'em hate a man
Then I had 'em suicidal when I pulled the AP out
I seen it all and done it all, there's nothing you can say to man
And so I picked up all my bros in doubt we're tryna make it out
[Pre-Chorus]
So humble yourself, people need to humble their self
We don't own nothing, it's all borrowed
Our life, our time, our money, our wealth
The air that we breathe in, our touch and our smells
Our families, our partners we're fucking as well
'Cause nothing's forever, forever's a lie
All we've got is what's in-between "hello" and "bye"
We live then we die
[Chorus]
So humble yourself, people need to humble their self
And be humble
Humble yourself, people need to humble their self
And be humble
Humble yourself, people need to humble their self
And be humble
Humble yourself, people need to humble their self
Or be humble
[Outro]
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook, ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
They're scared to death, they're scared to look
They're shook
