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lg malique - 100 days lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, mango)
na+na, na+na, na+na
100 days, n+gga, 100 days ep and the song
haha
you already know what the f+ck going on (mango got the juice, man)
yeah, uh

[chorus]
this sh+t won’t stop (uh)
this money keep comin’ in super fast, i can’t even count it
thought i wasn’t gon’ see eighteen, but if it wasn’t that, i’d be in the county
rip to all my n+ggas that i lost to the streets and the ones who doubt me
kind of funny how they go and bring up my name when they really don’t know none’ about me
and i’m sorry, father, i know that you died for my sins, but it’s all over
[? 0:40], but you took a couple of my friends, now i’m never sober
and she been told me not to let n0body else in as i get older
and she really taught me еverything that i know now, mama, i’m a soldier (yeah, yеah)
[verse 1]
if you really want it, you gon’ go and do it, you gon’ get up and go make a play
see, i really do it, i don’t just talk about it, like a stripper, i’m gon’ make it shake
and i know about how every dinnertime, ain’t no seconds goin’ on your plate
made you wanna go and rob some+f+ckin’+body just because they actually livin’ straight
i remember days i ain’t wanna lay on the floor, so i said i’d rather not sleep (yeah)
told myself i ain’t wanna live that life no more, so i made a promise i’ll keep (yeah)
now if anything don’t add up to a n+gga gettin’ payed, then don’t even try me
’cause i got a lot of sh+t on my back, can’t cut no slack, i can’t wait on n0body
i’m 5’8”, i’m no big man
so that mean you cannot lean up on my shoulder like i am a kickstand
i meet some people that i can make money with, i do not get friends
but i got a couple n+ggas i can call, they gon’ pull up and get sprayin’
shots fired out the back door, this gon’ be your favorite lightshow
ask my n+gga sitch, he’ll let you know, if it ain’t ’bout money, i’ll go no where
i can’t waste no time, got to stay on my grind, i got a family to feed
even through rough times, i’ma stay on my sh+t, tryna get some’ we all need
know it get hard, no one said it’s easy
rip big money, i know it’s for a reason
that’s why i’on take none’ for granted ’cause you never know who leavin’
i’m grateful that i’m still breathin’ and i finally could say

[chorus]
this sh+t won’t stop
this money keep comin’ in super fast, i can’t even count it
thought i wasn’t gon’ see eighteen, but if it wasn’t that, i’d be in the county
rip to all my n+ggas that i lost to the streets and the ones who doubt me
kind of funny how they go and bring up my name when they really don’t know none’ about me
and i’m sorry, father, i know that you died for my sins, but it’s all over
[? 0:40], but you took a couple of my friends, now i’m never sober
and she been told me not to let n0body else in as i get older
and she really taught me everything that i know now, mama, i’m a soldier
[verse 2]
believe it or not, but these b+tches more realer than n+ggas
i don’t worry ’bout n0body, just stay in my lane, only thing that i want is them figures
i grew up around k!llers and robbers [? 2:22], th+rn me, they gon’ step for me, n+gga (grrlah)
youngest one in the street at the time, mama told me she couldn’t get help for me, n+gga (real sh+t)
kind of funny how i always stood on that block, but made straight a’s in school (no cap)
had everything i want, but ran to the streets, you’ll think that i was a fool (yeah)
thirteen with a glock out lookin’ for an opp, glad i never made the news
fourteen when i moved to a whole ‘nother state, glad i ain’t have none’ to lose
woke up and i went to look at myself and said, “i gotta change” (i gotta change)
won, got locked up, so i cut off everybody, now i don’t know no names (don’t know no names)
’17, when these n+ggas outchea ain’t real street, they just wanna entertain (yeah)
when i got off my sh+t all+day, nonstop, that’s when them digits came (yeah), yeah
this ain’t no coincidence
you can tell that i’m blessed and a n+gga really meant for this
and i don’t like reminiscin’ sh+t
’cause i lost way too many dogs, wasn’t listenin’
and i ain’t tal’m ’bout percentages
but if a n+gga ever try to cross me— +two gunshots+ —i ain’t missin’ sh+t (grrlah)
and then the only one way into the game is plannin’ entrances, and now

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