Keep It 100

Bre-Z, Maino

I could keep it one hundred but Y'all don't feel me though I tried to be a man But these streets turned me to a nigga though And these streets is all I know This Hennessy and weed is all I know But tell me how can I come back from it? Or tell me how do I react to it? Hey God what is it you asked from me? This ain't what I wanted Oh no, this ain't what I wanted still I tried to give you what you wanted Yeah yeah yeah yeah Uh, look, will I die before I see forever? I wanna fly, do I need propellers? I tried but I thought bein' a G was better They say I'm like Pac in The streets for niggas Now who would think that I receive a sentence? Ran out my mama's house and became a legend Battle scars, jail bars seem scary Prayin' to a black god, do you hear me? Shots flyin', niggas duckin' Shawty hit though it's my fault I'm the one that she was with yo Past hauntin' me The devil keep tauntin' me sorry mama Know that this ain't what you wanted from me I know you hurtin' when they blame me Wish they'd have told me this would flame me So now I draw my pain in them painkillers Damn, guess this what the game get you I could keep it one hundred but Y'all don't feel me though I tried to be a man But these streets turned me to a nigga though And these streets is all I know This Hennessy and weed is all I know But tell me how can I come back from it? Or tell me how do I react to it? Hey God what is it you asked from me? This ain't what I wanted Oh no, this ain't what I wanted still I tried to give you what you wanted Yeah yeah yeah yeah Last year I watched my lil homies turn haters Same ones that I raised Now they got the vapors Lost friends, gained brothers Let it fall apart It's all material, Ricky lost my Audemar (still love him) Love and loyalty, thugs gon' relate to me 'Cause black males in the country Feel the same pain Yeah, back and forth, going through the drama She hate me That's a text from my daughter's mama (why?) Tryna' find peace but all I found was liquor Fell asleep drunk Woke up with a different stripper Jesus piece swinging as I battle demons All I wanted was the money Fame wasn't needed Had a friend that used to tell me Life is what you make it Said you can't enjoy life unless You fully taste it Then they found him with some holes in him I can still hear him screamin' Nigga go get 'em I could keep it one hundred but Y'all don't feel me though I tried to be a man But these streets turned me to a nigga though And these streets is all I know This Hennessy and weed is all I know But tell me how can I come back from it? Or tell me how do I react to it? Hey God what is it you asked from me? This ain't what I wanted Oh no, this ain't what I wanted still I tried to give you what you wanted Yeah yeah yeah yeah Niggas tryna eat off my plate Gotta-gotta-gotta worry every day Sucker-sucker-sucker ass niggas can relate Yeah, sucker ass niggas can relate Niggas tryna eat off my plate Gotta-gotta-gotta worry every day Sucker-sucker-sucker ass niggas can relate Yeah, sucker ass niggas can relate

Written by: BRE-Z, DJ CMS, JERMAINE COLEMANLyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHINGLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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