Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Keep It 100 , by - Maino. Song from the album Party & Pain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Keep It 100 |
| 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 |