Lyrics:
Bring a bag into my life
Hundred racks by my side
Bring a bag into my life
Hundred racks by my side
Bring a bag into my life
Hundred racks by my
Make em switch it up like a Dj
Twelve hundred dollars on the Balmain denim
Wrist bust down like a pleay
Pack touchdown no EA
Using codes on the phone
built my house sittin' calm by a lake just for you to tear it down, I know that you hate
We ain't workin' no minimum wage
How the fuck you hatin', if you
my mind
Some folks will never change
Get richer than last year
That's the motto I live by
Just cuz you got a expensive car
That don't mean that you
King of South Cak cuz you rappers can't do it right
Not a dis to K$haun
Cuz he's the only rapper that I'll give my highest honor
And That's 100!!
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We're gettin' paid two hundred sixty Jeffersons an hour
Don't be so surprised when you do nothin' and I'm feeling sour
I can see that he's
disguise
Verse 2:
Hundred years have passed you by
Boring days, they never said goodbye
Leaving you in peace with your reality
Crawling back
Intro:
What’s up, What’s up, What’s up
Ladies and gentlemen, I go by the name of Jon Harris
What’s up, What’s up, What’s up
Jon Harris on the come up
Damn the last whole year for me has been so strange
My head been in a daze drifting back and forth in states
Of my dreams of fame and a hundred
Days go by
Days go by
Clips my wings but still I rise
Take my name
Throw it in dirt
Stones may break bones but words will never hurt
Weeks fly by
nineteen hundred and ninety four years
My name is Pain, you belong to me
You're all I ever wanted, I'm all you'll ever be
From the beginning in a world
fast
It's so close to midnight
Midnight
The melting ice will fuel the sea
By burning gold from ancient tree
A hundred years can't wait
A hundred
This is the last cowboy song
The end of a hundred year Waltz
The voices sound sad as they're singin' along
Another piece of America's lost
He rides
Okay, okay
Yeah
And we live tonight
Check it, now
I seen pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and seen coffins
21 years old, an angel
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
'Cause God is smilin' down on them tonight
And he wants to stay right here
Make it last for a hundred more years
And its only time
But it flies right by
Kevlar vest, is useless
I'ma fuck all of you pussies like group sex
You get six-hundred and sixty-six years imprisonment
For bitin' off another nigga's
get six-hundred and sixty-six years imprisonment
For biting off another nigga's shit, you bitch
You got caught, now you on the other side of the law
on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we
this'll be the year that we won't forget
1-9-9-9, Anno Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for livin'
Hey rich Homie?
Thats You? Leggo
See, I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
(man of the year) and a broke nigga can’t
star-spangled hearts sat faithfully in rows
Bent to help the boys entrenched stave off those dark shadows
Day-by-day they all were tasked to paint two hundred
smoke? It's going down
I can spit a hundred verbs
Or hit you with a hundred rounds
In here with my twinno us alone
Could make a hundred sounds
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