Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)
♫ Intro:
N.C.
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for
E minorEm
Granted
♫ Verse:
E minorEm E minorEm E minorEm
I don't like these country rappers I can only fuck with just a few
E minorEm E minorEm
Don't give a fuck about your lifted truck I see your different view
E minorEm A minorAm
I'm tryna get us out this mud pit, but you dumb shit
A minorAm E minorEm
Keep rappin' 'bout the same ol' fuck shit (Fuck shit)
E minorEm E minorEm E minorEm
There ain't many like my kind, yeah I'm humble and I'm kind
E minorEm E minorEm
Tryna find some trouble you can get in here I lost my mind
E minorEm E minorEm
I don't wanna do it but you motherfuckers know I will
E minorEm E minorEm
All that talkin' on the internet that shit gon' get you killed
E minorEm E minorEm
Chill bitch you best relax, I ain't lettin' that shit pass
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You're a tough guy when you rap
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Difference is my shit is facts
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Get smacked, open handed slap the dirt road out your ass
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All black I'm a 🏷Legend in the game like Johnny Cash
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A augmentedA wackin' ass rapper tell me somethin', somethin'
E minorEm E minorEm
Which one of y'all wanna get shit jumpin', jumpin'
E minorEm E minorEm
Where the pride at I'm talkin' all for the chain
A minorAm E minorEm
Took me one year to take over the whole game
♫ Chorus:
A minorAm A minorAm
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for granted
C majorC E minorEm
'Cause I smack the dirt road, I don't want you country rappin'
E minorEm E minorEm
Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted
E minorEm E minorEm
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
E minorEm E minorEm
Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted
E minorEm E minorEm
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
♫ Verse:
E minorEm E minorEm
I'm sold country rap album like in 1999
E minorEm E minorEm
I ain't trippin' know the Lord got perfect timin', no disguisein'
E minorEm E minorEm
Only way to stand out baby is to do your own shit
E minorEm E minorEm
We too busy lookin' at the phone B, cold shit
E minorEm E minorEm
Can't nobody be they self this shit done gotten out of hand
E minorEm E minorEm
They got the same shoes, same clothes, same flow watch 'em do they little dance
E minorEm E minorEm
Ask him what he represents he won't even have an answer
E minorEm E minorEm
It's the same ol' shit B, just a different proper
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Louisiana where I'm born and raised
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Earn that country slang
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What they know about that banana in
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Man hold up what they talkin' 'bout?
E minorEm E minorEm E minorEm
I'm as silent as they come, that's the reason that they hatin'
E minorEm E minorEm
They say real recognize real, I say real recognize fake
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Thank the Lord for the roof over my head
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And the food on my plate
E minorEm E minorEm
It's too late they done let me in the gate
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Rap game Ricky Bobby watch me do the shake-n-bake
♫ Chorus:
A minorAm A minorAm
I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for granted
C majorC E minorEm
'Cause I smack the dirt road, I don't want you country rappin'
E minorEm E minorEm
Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted
E minorEm E minorEm
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers
E minorEm E minorEm
Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted
E minorEm E minorEm
I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers