Humble hustle

Hook

Keep it humble, move silent when the paper callin’,

let the brothas talk loud, we just stack and we ballin’.

Keep it humble, let success make the truth loud,

stay low in the skyline, never let the ego get proud.


Verse 1

Came up from the stoop where the mornings smelled like hope,

old heads on the corner with the stories and the rope.

Mama prayed on pennies, taught me hustle with a conscience,

so I count blessings on my way up, never flauntin’.

Seen snakes in polos, seen wolves in dollar signs,

learned respect cost more than diamonds or bright lines.

I move like the block raised me — patient, cold stare,

never burn bridges ’cause those bridges got me there.


Hook

Keep it humble, move silent when the paper callin’,

let the brothas talk loud, we just stack and we ballin’.

Keep it humble, let success make the truth loud,

stay low in the skyline, never let the ego get proud.


Verse 2

Chains on my neck but that weight remind me of the past,

half the people cheering now couldn’t last through the fast.

I fold the pride up tight like the bills in my pocket,

put these lessons in a ledger — lessons that I stock it.

When they flashin’ on the 'Gram, we steady workin’ in the lab,

every move calculated, never an impulsive stab.

Respect the blueprint, salute the OGs who paved,

I give back to the block, that’s how a real man behaves.


Bridge

Humble hustle, that’s survival and it’s glory,

don’t need no loud parade to validate my story.

Let the city hum my name under breath and under streetlights,

I shine for the kids who still tryna make those nights right.


Hook (variation)

Keep it humble, let the wins stack like quiet bricks,

we build foundations, not temp fame or cheap tricks.

Keep it humble, keep the circle small and true,

real ones move with clarity, the fake ones get exposed too.


Outro

So I tip my hat to the ones that taught me how to cope,

I keep my head down, eyes forward, heart full of hope.

Humble hustle in my veins, loyalty in my blood,

we rise for the family, not for clout or for the thud.

(Deep voice)
Porque music 

See you when I see you 

Oteo

Rap, tone, storytelling, and streetwise honesty, male