100 Days 100 Nights

(альбом: Ballin Like I'm Kobe - 2015)

100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
I gotta get my money right

It's hard growing up in the struggle
Apartment buildings, low budget, I turned nothing to something
My mama lived with her mother, I grew up with my cousins
In the streets been through soo much, cause I ain't running from nothing
Lil nigga whipping attitude, I'm gon' do what I gotta do
You don't know how good it feels it to throw your mom's a stack of 2
Be gone from us, come back with food and right back on that avenue
Spent years on that avenue, shed tears on that avenue
My niggas made decisions and did bids for that avenue, these crazy dreams
Go to sleep, wake up with nothing to eat, yeah that's a crazy thing
Sometimes I think I can just blink out this crazy dream
But reality it really ain't easy as I make it seem
Lost my nigga, why they off, my nigga?
I give it all up, what it cost, my nigga?
I ain't really ever give a fuck 'bout shit, but now I ain't ever gon' toss, my nigga
Say Kobe, without you in these streets feel like I'm lost, my nigga
Shed soo many tears, make me feel weak, but I ain't soft, my nigga

100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
I gotta get my money right

We ignorant, we immigrants, we murders, we prisoners
We burglars, we hustlers, you start it off, we finish it
Like fuck this rap, I'm in this shit, it's over, cause I'm killing it
In the trap I'm like "fuck this", but I'm right back where I finished it
I'm a fly nigga, fuck a sack up, If I like that, make it right back
For my niggas, keep my mouth closed, I'mma make bail, I'mma fight that
Free T Slate, free lil Bruce, free GTL cause he ain't tell
Took 20 years with no fear, then like 4 year get no mil
Like A money might call real, know it's all bad, but he's all well
But back to me, as long as I'm alive, that's all I got to be
I swear where I'm from, I'm happy from all the years a nigga got to see
All the bread I got to make, all the hands I got to shake
I'm tryna live it up, cause sad to say, I know I got a date
But for my mama sake, I just pray that it ain't right away
I got to see her better days
All the shit I put her through still put smiles up on her face
She worried when I leave the house with them cows up on my waist
Like she she know what's going down
Keep one in the head cause when it rains, I know what's pouring down
I love my block, but when they ask I say I do it for my town
And money niggas hate, but then they mad when you don't come around
My niggas know what's up if you don't then move the fuck around
Move the fuck around, fool, I'll only buck you down
My niggas know what's up if you don't then move the fuck around
Move the fuck around

100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
I gotta get my money right