[Intro]

I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for granted



[Verse 1: Adam Calhoun]

I don't like these country rappers I can only fuck with just a few

Don't give a fuck about your lifted truck I see a different view

I'm tryna get us out this mud pit, but you dumb shit

Keep rappin' 'bout the same ol' fuck shit (Fuck shit)

There ain't many like my kind, yeah I'm humble and I'm kind

Tryna find some trouble you can get in here I lost my mind

I don't wanna do it but you motherfuckers know I will

All that talkin' on the internet that shit gon' get you killed

Chill bitch you best relax, I ain't lettin' that shit pass

You're a tough guy when you rap, difference is my shit is facts

Get smacked, open handed slap the dirt road out your ass

All black I'm a legend in the game like Johnny Cash

A wackin' ass rapper tell me somethin', somethin'

Which one of y'all wanna get shit jumpin', jumpin'

Where the pride at I'm talkin' all for the chain

Took me one year to take over the whole game



[Chorus: Adam Calhoun & Mr. Brodnax]

I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for granted

'Cause I smack the dirt road out of one of you country rappers

Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted

I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers

Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted

I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers



[Verse 2: Mr. Brodnax]

I'm sold country rap album like in 1999

I ain't trippin' know the Lord got perfect timin', no disguisin'

Only way to stand out baby is to do your own shit

We too busy lookin' at the phone B, cold shit

Can't nobody be they self this shit done gotten out of hand

They got the same shoes, same clothes, same flow watch 'em do they little dance

Ask him what he represents he won't even have an answer

It's the same ol' shit B, just a different proper

Louisiana where I'm born and raised, earn that country slang

What they know about that banana in mayonaisse

Man, hold up what they talkin' 'bout?

I'm as silent as they come, that's the reason that they hatin'

They say real recognize real, I say real recognize fake

Thank the Lord for the roof over my head and the food on my plate

It's too late they done let me in the gate

Rap game Ricky Bobby watch me do the shake-n-bake



[Chorus: Adam Calhoun & Mr. Brodnax]

I'm humble and I'm kind but don't take that shit for granted

'Cause I smack the dirt road out of one of you country rappers

Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted

I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers

Bitch I'm humble and I'm kind so don't take that shit for granted

I'ma slap the dirt road out of one of you country rappers