100 mill
(One, three, three, four)
Yeah, ayy
Okay, pushin' a record like movin' a brick
One hundred mill for one hundred hits
The older the money, the greater the risk
Say that you got it but I ain't convinced
Thought he was up and decided to switch
I heard he plannin' on droppin' a diss
Gender reveal - that nigga a bitch
Him and the niggas he with
I been that nigga since I was a jit', yeah
Impossible for me to quit
I'm the King of the South and I feel like I'm Tip, yeah
Make no mistakes (Yeah, let's go), a lot is at stake
My heroes don't fly 'round with capes
They in a cell or they dead in the grave, yeah
In the cut, I'm with all my amigos
No time to talk to a bitch like I'm 'Tido
I need that paper illegal or legal
My bro say he ridin', we runnin' on diesel
In the streets I'm as big as The Beatles
You typing on threads while I'm movin' a needle
A lot of you niggas deceiving the people
I got the vision, the eye of an eagle (Yeah)
Way too ahead of my peers
I ran up the digits and ran out of tears
Give a fuck what a journalist said
Three classic albums, I'm already clear
You industry niggas is weird
It must be the coke that you took to the head
Not like you niggas, I'm never on edge
Still makin' money while I'm in the bed (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Okay, pushin' a record like movin' a brick
One hundred mill for one hundred hits
The older the money, the greater the risk
Say that you got it but I ain't convinced
The jig is up when you decided to switch
One hundred mill for one hundred hits
One hundred mill for uh, yeah
You can even double check the paternity, niggas, I'm really your pops
Look, I'm really your favourite's fave on these records
My nigga, believe it or not
Biting the formula
Yeah, it's my fault, shoulda checked if you niggas are teething or not
You niggas were saying that Hip Hop is dead
And forgot to check if I was grieving or not, yeah
New drop, another number one again
New era, this a new government
BLUE TAPE, never needed none of them
Who's safe now? Not even one of them
We're on an incredible run again
Indie artist for the dub again
Juvenile and Tunechi on the block again
Twins, Fat Joe and Big Pun again (Yeah, okay)
You Twitter niggas are deceiving the people
Don't you ever compare me to-, mxm
Way too ahead of my peers
I ran out of patience, I move without fear
Give a fuck what a critic is sayin'
I said what I said, go ahead tweet a thread
You industry niggas are weird
This is Hip Hop music
Say if I offended you
If I offended you... I meant to
I meant to
This is Hip Hop music
Yeah, ayy
Okay, pushin' a record like movin' a brick
One hundred mill for one hundred hits
The older the money, the greater the risk
Say that you got it but I ain't convinced
Thought he was up and decided to switch
I heard he plannin' on droppin' a diss
Gender reveal - that nigga a bitch
Him and the niggas he with
I been that nigga since I was a jit', yeah
Impossible for me to quit
I'm the King of the South and I feel like I'm Tip, yeah
Make no mistakes (Yeah, let's go), a lot is at stake
My heroes don't fly 'round with capes
They in a cell or they dead in the grave, yeah
In the cut, I'm with all my amigos
No time to talk to a bitch like I'm 'Tido
I need that paper illegal or legal
My bro say he ridin', we runnin' on diesel
In the streets I'm as big as The Beatles
You typing on threads while I'm movin' a needle
A lot of you niggas deceiving the people
I got the vision, the eye of an eagle (Yeah)
Way too ahead of my peers
I ran up the digits and ran out of tears
Give a fuck what a journalist said
Three classic albums, I'm already clear
You industry niggas is weird
It must be the coke that you took to the head
Not like you niggas, I'm never on edge
Still makin' money while I'm in the bed (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Okay, pushin' a record like movin' a brick
One hundred mill for one hundred hits
The older the money, the greater the risk
Say that you got it but I ain't convinced
The jig is up when you decided to switch
One hundred mill for one hundred hits
One hundred mill for uh, yeah
You can even double check the paternity, niggas, I'm really your pops
Look, I'm really your favourite's fave on these records
My nigga, believe it or not
Biting the formula
Yeah, it's my fault, shoulda checked if you niggas are teething or not
You niggas were saying that Hip Hop is dead
And forgot to check if I was grieving or not, yeah
New drop, another number one again
New era, this a new government
BLUE TAPE, never needed none of them
Who's safe now? Not even one of them
We're on an incredible run again
Indie artist for the dub again
Juvenile and Tunechi on the block again
Twins, Fat Joe and Big Pun again (Yeah, okay)
You Twitter niggas are deceiving the people
Don't you ever compare me to-, mxm
Way too ahead of my peers
I ran out of patience, I move without fear
Give a fuck what a critic is sayin'
I said what I said, go ahead tweet a thread
You industry niggas are weird
This is Hip Hop music
Say if I offended you
If I offended you... I meant to
I meant to
This is Hip Hop music
Credits
Writer(s): Lehlogonolo Ronald Mataboge, Phologo Judah Solomon Mataboge
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