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brain, feeling less, I remain still blessed
What's my lane? I'm still discovering, uncovering, discover with me
Be by my side while I'm still finding me, I

don't leave

I know where you live
I stopped by the crib
Don't want me to leave
You burning up
Thermometer says one hundred degrees
I stick around to get

slide if I got me a spot in my day
But i'm busy, so no guarantees, i got class in 15 and then money to make
I been on a regular chase for the next step,

As I come to find
That I never found the bottom
And all the plastic straws
Are waiting down there for me

I've been living by the stories that I told

some concentration, I just need some concentration (Whoa)


Verse 1

By myself, I’m trying to get a 100 Milli
They don’t understand I’m trying to touch

to somebody
From nothing to something
From zero to hero
From broke to boloko
From grass to grace
From dark days to light
My future bright
Thank you Lord
Thank

i lost my lil bro i keep me a pole
Keep stackin these hundreds till the stack cant fold
Why can't you see i want you, not any these hoes
When i gave

barely want it
Niggas mad at me cuz they bitch all on my components
I could take his bitch n one day nigga I'm gone bone her
All black Maybach murdered out

like temptation's, and temp some shit
they got me in my feelings, bout this petty shit they done did

And I kelp it one hundred, from the top

a seizure
Keep it 100 like fevers
These bars will bring you to life I'm getting chased by the Reaper
Got cheated out in nightmares now it's revenge

by for you? he run miles for you?
All legit who's gon' cry for who?
Man everyone's crying their cry Nigga
So you better know what you doing
Use your 96

Aye
Life is what you make it
It's so crazy that you get it once
Pain done made me hella hungry
Through it all I'm still one hundred
I'll sacrifice

that don't mean we equal
Aw nah
If I make a call to big bro, and I tell him to go, then he picking them blicks' up
I ain't talking by branches off trees

Paid In Full 
Everybody Eat 
Ain’t No Time 2 Compete 
I Can Bring The Heat Buh I Rather Drip Tha Drip 
I Can Work A Day Job Buh I Rather Flip Tha Brick

on 
I learned from all my lessons

Verse

I’m stayin down 
100 til the casket 

Fuck round and faced a pound
I’m tired of all the madness

Up in my hotel

You got so damn high you left me in Wisconsin
And I was sound asleep as you drove my car away
And about a hundred miles south of where we were going

ngicela
Ubuye ekhaya
(Ngicela ubuye ma)

Fourteen years later
Nine months later
Five thousand three hundred
And eighty days later
Memories later
Two kids

life
Ridin striker through your city
I know you hear the pipes
Niggas can't fuck with me
and I'm just going light

100K with 2 endings
That's

keep me the 100 rounds
Give me the throne, give me the crown
Give me the throat, suck it now
Dance floor, bust it down
Keep the pole, Tuck it down
Brodie

compared to vicious, but it isn't pop
No... It's one of the songs that can perpetuate calm
Break in the waves like an ocean dock
A couple hundred miles she

any day
Than forget just how I felt
I believe one hundred percent

Kim and Thurston and Steve and Lee
Have dinner with me
Or we could just have some tea

want a mil ticket by the time i turn 21
And I'm fucking bad bitches, that i'm meeting on my finsta
I don't even know her name, but she want me to fuck

the block
But it's a hundred degrees
I used to treat the trap just like(what)
Mickey D's
I pull up to the window
For the quarter pounder with cheese
Now it

play tough
He gotta get hit with this saw dawg
We don't do drive by, just hop out on feet
A nigga ahh gotta get draw down

Wet a nigga ass up with this