Humble Giant Chris Webby

[Intro]
Yeah, Webby

[Verse 1]
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 post graduate
Protagonist, every beat I'm toe tagging it

[Chorus]
So listen up when I be 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 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