100 mil' Lyrics
How come a nigga gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These niggas say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
Never pay to rot, never said a lot, only what need to be said
Got a little guap, when you get a lot, all them just leave you on read
Don't push me, nigga, my feet on the ledgе, this game is like follow the lеader
If you lookin' closely enough, then you'll see that I'm lit
The moves that I made, the people I fed, the evil I ducked
They minds is two feet, but they lean on they crutch
I'm bleedin' from fightin' my demons head-on
When I get the feat, they believe I get up
I come from a city where niggas ain't heard of until they popped in my first CD, now look
I'm on a mount rush while you niggas can't front no more, bitch, on arena to fee my show up
Wish I got it ringin' like freedom, I ducked
Fell out my cup, them bullets fly by, that should sober you up
I'm proud of my niggas, they never switched up
Don't care if it's Michael B. Jordan that's calling my woman, the fuck? She ain't never gon' pick up
Sadly, I can't say the same for you niggas
Couple of dollars be changin' you niggas, I pray for you niggas, but
How come a nigga gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These niggas say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh
It's not 'bout the money, it's more about time
Shit makes it sweet, you see how I spent mine
Burst through the ceiling, I'm feeling sublimed
Can't leave the game, yeah, I feel like Lebron
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh
How come a nigga gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These niggas say that they killers, they lyin'
Only thing I see 'em killin' is time
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind
Ooh, one hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
One hundred mil' and I'm still
Song Credit
Singer : J. Cole
Album : The Off-Season
The Off-Season (Track List)
1. 95 .south
2. amari
3. my life
4. applying pressure
5. punchin' ’ the clock
6. 100 mil ’
7. pride is the devil
8. let go my hand
9. i n t e r l u d e
10. the climb back
11. close
12. hunger on hillside
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