Lyrics:
made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I'm in my bag (on God)
I drive it real fast, baby (on God)
Mercedes Benz (on God)
I'm in my
to who I used to be
This life I'm livin' truthfully I just want to thank God that He using me for real
For real, for real, for real, for real, for real
Yea, yea, yea
I just keep it real they just feel my heart
I aint never had to fake it 100 from the start
I'm just doing me homie C'est La Vie
Feeling
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
ever asked is 100
Thank me later, thanks for nothin'
Thanks for bluffin'
Thank you so, so much for wearing your true colors to every single fuckin'
to sell blocks
To get a little real estate to sell blocks
Until we got a little taste of cell blocks
And try to turn to God when these cells lock
Have mercy
This is it
Yall been sleep for a long time
But ummm I'm a wake ya up
This is real 100
I prey my dreams don't die
Woke up with a billi on mind
Keep
my 100,000 hours
This wasn't by luck
Yeah, what more do they want
Ay, they want 100 years of this shit
100 years of this shit
They want 100 years
Boy, uh, uh
Sick shit, straight up
Fuckin' for real? (Hit-Boy)
Boy, boy (Trap Adix)
Only get one life, swear I almost died twice (woo)
I went
it real (can you) with these niggas huh? (100)
Can you keep it real (for real) and not be a snake? (A snake)
Can you keep it real and not be a fake? (A
we do not consent
Faith in God that's evident
House so big he can fit a herd of elephants
Real good karma to protect us from the elements
I'm a living
eyes on scan
For the click, clack, clap or the boop, bop, bam, 'cause
I was up late night ballin'
Countin' up hundreds by the thousand
I was up
grill I
Heard something for real
In any cipher i'll serve em like a viper
I go for mines like I go for time on Rikers
Steelo like pacino benzino benz bilo
a hundred percent
True story
I was, I was thinkin' like
Yo, if anything, man, like
I gotta do an album for Nems
You know what I'm sayin'?
Like, for
and then we book it
Make em whip real slow let me show em how to cook it
I’m insane
Woke up from my slumber
I come in like luican
100
Might get killed
Yea
Yea
Aye go head turn me up Mecca
Yea Yeaaaa
Yeaaaa
Yeaa
Yeaaaa
Yeaaa
I want 99 hundreds racks
So if my family got a problem I’ll solve it by
causing a boggle, boggling, the toggle, toggling to God, I got love in abundance in heavenly hundreds, consume me oh lord, I'm in love with your model
Gog
Uh
This is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Uh
This is, this is
I got a hundred guns, uh
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
for motivation, you be helped by it
I put twenty in my teeth because I felt like it
My number one is making sure that mom's straight
My whole family
and he's
57! No sooner when I got back to
The cell at 2: 45 pm, i was back
Out to take the test
For the suicidal-protection
Aide job i passed with a 100, no
on the corner of wetlands with a confederate flag for a headband
God dam eggplants, niggas getting' me vexed man
Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
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