Fake Humble ft. Zay Ade Lyrics

New kicks everyday of the week

Loyal to the game and you know I ain't cheat

Pray to God but I'm still in the streets

No guns I be using my feet, I'm stepping uh uh uh

If you on my block just make sure that you check in

I got my hands I ain't using no weapon

Damn, I think my hands is a weapon

We pull up , we slide, we creeping

Zay ADÉ be making hits but I swear They been sleeping

Cool, I shhh, I'm sneaking

I don't want fame, I just make sure my family is eating

I'm a big dog but I ain't no Que

I know your homie, but I don't know you

He had no luck, damn Andrew

Leave him alone, he brand new

I hop in the coop and I'm spinning

God on my side with the gang and you know that we winning

Me and the money be twinning

Water on me when I drip and I don't do no swimming

In the gym so you know that I flex

Zay Ade put the Z on my chest

I check mates, I ain't playing no chess

All this money , dang I just made a mess

Gorilla Suave romantic

Big zam so handsome yea I know

If your Aunty make advances I won't think about it I'm a get her on the low

Pray to God when I sleep I asked for guidance and you know he told me where to go

I'm a gee gee get it the money calling I'll be right there that's for sure

Oh la la like manny

I won't talk about it I'm a turn up at the grammys

Yea I like it like Sammy

Cooking up something mean call me Gordon Ramsey

Ahk love that's family

Rest In Peace to my nigga Vic understand me

Medicine in the candy

Got a couple tools on me and they come in handy

Need a sister like brandy

Moe to the I'm in dc bumping Angie

Please do not say you my family, that boy is sweet and you that I do not no candy

I know a killer that play them toys ain't no story , that's why I be calling him Andy

I gotta ex that be calling my phone everyday just to say that she don't understand me

Hello, don't hit my line mamacita

I'm in the field with lions and cheetahs

Come get your girl Because you know I'm a treat her

She a fan but I know you a heater

Get bread baby this ain't no pita

I'm a family guy I'm like Peter

With the stick baby, I'm Derrick Jeter

This that flow to get a nigga out of his seat and his baby girl on that floor

Like mark set go I been holding out for some weeks running out like get that gold

They must not know I been thanking God on my knees looking high I can't go low

The best gone show I been smiling hard with my teeth get it gone you just don't know