Humble Giant - Chris Webby

I’m colder than cold, I’m frozen in place

Ice forming on my skin like I’m floating in space

Pull the evidence up, go and roll 'em in tape

See, I’m that microphone killer get to closing the case

Shit, I’m a beast really haven’t you heard?

My stock been on the rise, there ain’t no way that y’all can flatten the curve

The best in the burbs, kill 'em with the baddest of words

Own the masters to my music ain’t a master I serve

I’ve been working on my business acumen, this shit is valuable

I’m Italian, running rackets comes natural

Multicolored money when I’m moving international

Hold my shifty, all I do is make capital

Holy mackerel, Webby back up on the rapping

Tip and refill the script for the Addys in the cabinet

Student of the game, I’m a fucking postgraduate

Protagonist, every beat I’m toe tagging it

So listen up when I’m fucking rhyming

Yeah I do it for the love, I ain’t publicizing

My whole entire life’s a flex and I ain’t fucking trying

What can I say, I’m that motherfucking humble giant

Yeah, independent but the money still rising

I built an empire, and I’m just summarizing

My whole entire life’s a flex and I ain’t fucking trying

What can I say, I’m that motherfucking humble giant

The haters will say that I’m not on

Let my money talk for me, shit I don’t even respond

That’s a point that I’m beyond, let 'em gossip what they want

My new crib got not one, but two koi ponds

So many square feet I’ll need a mathematician

To help me furnish every room up in the pad I live in

You say it’s baller what I’m spitting, I’m just talking what I’m living

I run out motherfucking breath walking to my kitchen

My only neighbors are the woodland creatures

I got retainers for my cooks and cleaners

Better learn your lesson, because webby’s that suburban legend

Who’s got the game in the bag like a murder weapon

In the evidence room, never assume

Or I’ll juke in Duke Nukem till they rest in a tomb

Hit 'em year after year like perennials bloom

Been a beast since the womb on a fucking full moon

I transform and shift through metamorphosis

Sword grip so, you don’t want a war with this

Got a pill in each hand I’m on that Morpheus

And travel to inter-dimensional coordinates

I’m on my tour de shit, let the rabbit get exhausted

Hit the finish line just in time as I cross it

No losses, thick skin like colossus

Now I am the boss of all bosses

Tell 'em like, yeah

So listen up when I’m fucking rhyming

Yeah I do it for the love, I ain’t publicizing

My whole entire life’s a flex and I ain’t fucking trying

What can I say, I’m that motherfucking humble giant

Yeah, independent but the money still rising

I built an empire, and I’m just summarizing

My whole entire life’s a flex and I ain’t fucking trying

What can I say, I’m that motherfucking humble giant