"100 Yrs" lyrics

"100 Yrs"

(Mama, KaSaun at it again)

Gave my dog a hundred years and it's a trial league
He told me, "Death before dishonor, that's just how I bleed"
Sent his codeine up the river just for flyin' weed
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean

They pull you over with that shit and ask who sold you that (Ka—)
Get in that room, it's four words, "Where my lawyer at?"
They showed him pictures of his kids, that's where he folded at
They know 'bout everything that nigga's doin' 'cause you told him that
I'm screamin' fuck the world lately, turn this bitch to a myth (Ka—)
Extra cartridge by the seat, can tell a brick by the stamps
Seen pussy niggas turn to demons when they envy success
Oh, you got nothin' to lose? Then I got shit to protect
Move my family 'round the world, so I been close with my kids (Ka—)
Can't park the Ghost by the crib, so they don't know where I live
Doctor, she done sent the transcripts to go to the feds
This ain't Rule 35, that mean he told on his mans
Got you up conspiracies 'cause they know you rap with 'em
Play it like you trap with them
Forty in my stack denim
Same knife you cuttin' cake, they'll stab your back with it
Fuck them niggas, stack chicken
Fetty got me back flippin', ayy

Gave my dog a hundred years and it's a trial league (Ka—)
He told me, "Death before dishonor, that's just how I bleed"
Sent his codeine up the river just for flyin' weed
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Gave my dog a hundred years and it's a trial league (Ka—)
He told me, "Death before dishonor, that's just how I bleed"
Sent his codeine up the river just for flyin' weed
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean

Nowadays niggas lawyers cheap, come with a price (Ka—)
Like, for the road, you know them fetty pills, they come with life
Been grindin' hard, I gave my heart, this shit ain't comin' twice
And one for all the feds indict them all, that shit ain't nothin' nice
My niggas need me, I'll take care of all of their kids
Ain't shit changed, shit, I'm the same nigga I always been
A risk taker, take a chance like I always did
Fuck how niggas feel and what they say, shit, I'll always win
The streets dead, these niggas prasin' rats just 'cause of money (Ka—)
The only thing I ever took for granted was them hundreds
I seen a nigga help a bitch he met over his homies
It's to the death, I wouldn't trade my family over nothin'
I only hustle 'cause I need it, ain't certain for change (Ka—)
Soon as you tell a nigga no, they throw dirt on your name
My sister lost her only son, we ain't hurtin' the same
Pourin' mud and poppin' Percs just to service the pain
Niggas pillow talk to hoes, shit, they the worst kind (Ka—)
Can't help you get it if you ain't appreciate the first time
No, I don't owe no nigga shit 'cause I been burnt times
Mama used to work hard to pay the church tithes

Gave my dog a hundred years and it's a trial league (Ka—)
He told me, "Death before dishonor, that's just how I bleed"
Sent his codeine up the river just for flyin' weed
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Gave my dog a hundred years and it's a trial league (Ka—)
He told me, "Death before dishonor, that's just how I bleed"
Sent his codeine up the river just for flyin' weed
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean

(Ka—)


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