Humble Story

TMP on this one

Verse 1

I wake before the sun, city still in hush,

Palm sweat on my brow, dreams louder than the rush.

Mama said keep your head, let your hands do the talking,

Footsteps on the pavement, every loss becomes my walking.

Pre-Chorus

Small wins in the morning, big prayers at night,

I stitch my broken hopes with the thread of light.

Neighbors clap the rhythm, the market hums my name,

From empty pockets to a heart that learned to claim.

Chorus

story story storio o

story story storio o

Ohh oooo.. Oooo...

this is my humble story

Verse 2

I carried heavy loads, learned to bend but not to break,

Counted coins like constellations, every risk a step I take.

Teachers in the alley, wisdom in the smoke,

I traded fear for courage, turned every no into a note.

Pre-Chorus

Late nights with the lamp, early dawn with the plan,

I planted seeds of patience with these callused hands.

Friends fell by the roadside, some dreams lost to the rain,

But I kept on building bridges out of every pain.

Chorus

story story storio o

story story storio o

Ohh oooo.. Oooo...

this is my humble story

Bridge

Now the skyline listens when I speak my truth,

The boy who once was hungry now feeds his youth.

I wear my scars like medals, each one a map of grace,

Every step a testament, every tear a sacred place.

Breakdown

Hear the drums of morning, feel the bass of hope,

My voice becomes a river, learning how to cope.

From the corner where I started to the stage where I belong,

I sing for every struggler, turn the pain into a song.

Chorus

story story storio o

story story storio o

Ohh oooo.. Oooo...

this is my humble story

Outro

So when the night grows heavy and the city holds its breath,

Remember humble stories rise, they conquer fear and death.

I bow to every lesson, I lift the hands that taught me glory,

Walk with me a little further—this is my humble story.