Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep It 100, artist - Maino. Album song Party & Pain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 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 |