Kinta - Modesty

(Ok)
(Ooh BigHead on the beat)

You bragging bout some shit (Why?)
You need to be humble (Yah)
Sit down and listen to these rhymes before you crumble
I speak real shit real loud I don't mumble (I don't mumble)
Trying to save these people I don't want them all to tumble
But their ego gets the best of them it makes them wanna rumble (Why?)
But why I'm the killer B and bitch I don't bumble
I'm a lil off the wall like my crazy ass uncles
Don't put your fist in a ball I'll break your fucking knuckles (I will)
Hold on, wait, your getting outta pocket
Stop it before you get popped out your sockets (Yah)
Or maybe my nigga can go grab the pocket rocket
You can start all that shit but we gon be the ones to stop it (We are)
Me and my blood brothers walking up we don't give a fuck (We don't)
All y'all suck talking fake tough keep that shit on tuck (Don't say nothing)
Keep it a buck when I'm talking shit y'all gon need some luck
Leave them stuck when I'm walking up I flash no fire trucks

And I still don't give a fuck how y'all niggas living (I don't)
Cause I'm still livid (I am)
Shootin never missin better get a quicker pivot
Or get popped like a balloon you air headed niggas
They don't want smoke they all got asthma
I'm from down south but I'm colder than Alaska
So when y'all get smoked y'all gon need some plasma
Your life already sucked, all them years in a miasma
Bitch, where's your modesty (Where's it at?)
Lame niggas flex while humble niggas eat (Yah)
We not making space you don't get a seat (You don't)
You can eat your fake chain I bet it taste like concrete

Wait, wait, why do all these niggas cry (What you doing?)
Switching up and mixing up y'all are tie-dye
I see through all that shit when I'm looking eye to eye
Niggas go from saying "pray for Ken" to wanting me to die
Bitches do the same thing thinking that they sly
Getting all in my face, silly bitch bye
Lame niggas in my space fronting bullshit bye
Just leave cause you gon be a bitch in everybody's eye

Don't get mad when I talk about dying
You wouldn't understand all you know about is crying (Bitch)
Am I going off the rails I guess you could say I'm flying
I'm way out of pocket like some shitty thread lining
But I stay modest even when I'm shining (I do)
I don't say shit to niggas even when declining (I don't)
All you need to know is that I get fine dining
Wreck it like like a tornado just to keep you niggas whining
Bitch, show some modesty
Stupid ass bitch ain't got shit on me
But she won't get off my back had to flick her like a flea
They wanna size me thru the internet I'm 3D
(Bitch, I'm coming 3D)
(Show some modesty)
(Bitch, show some modesty)

Written by:
Kenneth Miller, Kenneth Miller Jr.

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