Stay Humble (feat. DareDevyL) [Clean]

Don't stop, keep going, don't stop Maybe we can work things out, I mean maybe We can work things out Maybe we can work things out, I mean maybe We can work things out These lyrics my inner thoughts, I jot em down Load up a clip and Let em off BOOM I think a lot but I say less, cause I know the cost to be a boss A loss don't mean you took a loss, if you Cut em off the first time, you can't get double crossed Remember that line, remember that time, I was dreaming bout this Now I'm making songs, people wearing my shit Living in the A and I'm feeling like its About time I get some credit for this But what if it never come through, I mean for real like what if they Never love you Lucky for me I'm keeping God close, if they love me or not I'll Probably never know Jesus died for my sins until then, only person that I'm worried bout Loving me is him Maybe we can work things out I mean maybe we can work things out I've been at it for a while now Took some L's but learned to keep some faith around Probably never go pop, right now I'm underground Not talking the game, I'm talking lifestyle Cause I'm moving low key, never understood How you worry bout me But let me keep the main scene the main scene She said baby change the game, these doing the same thing I can make my own lane, I could, I could, I could change the whole game I could, I could, I could rearrange things Maybe it'll never be the same, maybe I was Right Maybe I was trying to do my thing, maybe I Kept going while y'all switched lanes Maybe I kept going and saw Things change Maybe you can too, just get out your way like Maybe we can work things out, I mean maybe we can work things out Look, skies full of lightning and thunder Tornadoes and hurricanes, my wings still working And wonder how could I keep going through everything Thrown in my direction, I'm covered in the blood and protected Had a ice pick in my flesh and still wreck Bullets at my face, blocked by my real bestie Stressing by so much hitting but still stepping By any means necessary, falling off and never weary Sick of getting buried, tryna be gangster but really scary And then they gotta lie while typing they obituary The only truth is who they left behind, the sins make em blind But they gotta keep going just like time, wherever I might grind Can't take back or rewind the past, but the troubled moments will never last Just keep going strong, keep moving on, don't quit alone Get road to success, eventually, you'll be blessed yes Maybe we can work things out, I mean maybe we can work things out