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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tropidelic
Performer
The Palmer Squares
Performer
Mikey Silas
Background Vocals
Ryan Tobbe
Background Vocals
Ronald Matthew Brands
Vocals
Seth Joseph Zamost
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Doug Rab
Songwriter
Chris Dicola
Songwriter
Rex Larkman
Songwriter
James Begin
Songwriter
Ronald Matthew Brands
Songwriter
Seth Joseph Zamost
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danny Kalb
Mastering Engineer
Brad Puette
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I can't change my ways
They always been the same
Ending heavy-hearted and blue
But on the stage the praise
Is more than I can take
Check my ego like I'm checking the news
Stay humble
Humble
Humble
Stay humble
My gauge for fame
Has turned down all the way
I feel as I got nothing to prove
But don't shame the game
It's easier to play
'Cuz everybody's playing to lose
Stay humble
Humble
Humble
Stay humble
New boot goofin' around
Got a big mouth got a tooth with a crown
Everybody dance, while I shoot at the ground
Everybody with a body gotta move it around
Sleep on me you gon' wake up screamin'
A bad apple I came from Eden
Hell boy I'm a straight-up demon
A1 team erryday all season
Hard hitter, dope bar spitter
You rollin wit a Garcia Vega cigar splitter
The arbiter we are bitter far quicker picker up
Sippin' a cup a hard liquor
This is not for the weak top-of-the-heap
Game on lock just swallowed the key
Follow your dreams Chicago to Cleveland
Trop and the P squares rockin' the beat
They say the meek shall inherit the Earth, but it's all dirt
Right hand in the dark, while the left do the work
Turn the other cheek? Well, I get it, but you first
Man if I'm a hot dog, you must be the bratwurst
Bleeding heart, I can see it through your shirt
And damn you talk a lot for somebody who won't work
I'm coming for the throne, consider it usurped
When they asked If I rapped, I told 'em I'm well versed
All the bottom feeders all shooting for top-dog
And the compliments go straight to your head until it gets lopped off
We in the trough eatin' slop, but I'm a boss hog
Champagne pop off, Obama I drop bombs
It's all subjective, but I'm better than your best is
Something wasn't right so I left, that's ambidextrous
Pound for pound I got the hell out, Brexit
Continental rhymes, come and get your free breakfast
Stay humble
Humble
Humble
Stay humble
Writer(s): Robert Markouc, Matthew Andrle, James Begin, Christopher Dicola, Rex Larkman, David Paglisotti, Robert Carroll Schafer, Douglas Benson Rab, Ronald Matthew Brands, Seth Joseph Zamost
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