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    SANATÇI SAINT JHN
    ALBÜM HUMBLE

    HUMBLE

    SAINT JHN

    CANLI RADYO
    They don't believe in me when I was broke
    They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
    They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
    Didn't help that there's someone new
    Dream all my dreams, what I did out loud
    And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud
    The weight on my back, 'bout a thousand pounds
    They tried to tear me down right in front of crowds

    And I pray to my God
    That I make it to Heaven when I believe here
    Won't even skip on a leap year
    And I, and I pray to my God
    The air is just better I breathe here
    I think it's better that I prepare

    Don't tell me to be humble
    I turn crumbs into crumble
    A few sticks 'round me left here for the drumroll
    Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo (yeah, ola)

    See, I was born in Brooklyn
    Momma broke, never had money
    Send me back home to a Guyanese country
    Concrete road, but it always felt comfy
    Daddy don't care and my stomach still hungry
    Mama find out, so she sent me to my auntie
    Sending back money 'cause we running through the pantry
    Can't lie to you though, I wasn't no Ghandi
    See them didn't want me, see them didn't want me

    They don't believe in me when I was broke
    They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
    They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
    Didn't help that there's someone new
    Dream all my dreams, what I did out loud
    And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud
    The weight on my back, 'bout a thousand pounds
    They tried to tear me down right in front of crowds

    And I pray to my God
    That I make it to Heaven when I believe here
    Relationships I can't repair
    And I, and I pray to my God
    The air is just better I breathe here
    I think it's better that I prepare

    Don't tell me to be humble
    I turn crumbs into crumble
    A few sticks 'round me left here for the drumroll
    Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo

    See, raised in GD
    Momma broke, never had money
    From me too magga and my body too scrawny
    Remember Ms. Pat, I remember Olanie
    Before I get my first lil' piece of punanie
    Then, I growed up and I made my first CD
    Then I blowed up and I end up on TV
    The other night reminiscing listening Jeezy
    I made it look easy, I make it look easy

    They don't believe in me when I was broke
    They didn't see this coming when I'm gone
    They didn't imagine the thing I'd do
    Didn't help that there's someone new
    Dream all my dreams, what I did out loud
    And deep down I'm shamed, but I said I'm proud
    The weight on my back, 'bout a thousand pounds
    They tried to tear me down right in front of crowds

    And I pray to my God
    That I make it to Heaven when I believe here
    Won't even skip on a leap year
    And I, and I pray to my God
    The air is just better I breathe here
    I think it's better that I prepare

    Don't tell me to be humble
    I turn crumbs into crumble
    A few sticks 'round me left here for the drumroll
    Everybody I know mixed up in the gumbo

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