100 Bricks (feat. King Von)

I'm back in the hood with them drugs again

I'm from a place where these **** be judging

Back in the days I was struggling

They locked up couple **** been smuggling

They want smoke but my **** want all of it

Give them guns bring them back when your done with it

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it

Give the drop but you know that I come with it

Got no job I just wanted a hundred bricks

Oh, I’m in love with these hundreds and hundreds shit

No adrenaline I just be running shit

Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him

Run it up 'cause I just be settling

All this love be coming with jealousy

Got enough, I don’t like your energy

Through the worst but God had to help me

Shit getting easy and peasy

They screaming they love me

'Cause I’m on this rap sheet

It was back when I was selling a Cuban

She tried to link, but I fucked on her bestie

Setting trends, they be copying and pasting

I do what I do so please do not at me

I was broke and I felt abandoned

Send the load we taking the package

I can't fold just like my last bitch

You want smoke? Better come with some static

Brand new glizzy, it came with no practice

We get busy and start up in traffic

I get caught I swear I won't say shit

Claiming crazy but I'm on the same shit

I'm the baby that came from the basement

It get crazy I come from the trenches

If it's money, I'm paying the cost

Guaranteed that they taking a lost

Not a Hugo, you know I'm a boss

Just like Uno I'm playing my cards

Pulled out the Choppa and **** start panic

Cropping top’s make you pose like a mannequin

I know **** be switching like temperatures

Money for days I ain't watching the calendar

Got no option I told her come ride with us

I see some **** they right in the backyard

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it

Give the drop but you know that I come with it

Got no job I just wanted a hundred bricks

Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds shit

No adrenaline I just be running shit

Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him

Run it up 'cause I just be settling

All this love be coming with jealousy

Got enough, I don’t like your energy

Through the worst but God had to help me

Call me I'm coming with 2-2-3’s

I do it fluently this shit ain't new to me

I'm on the block with my shirt off

And all of my chains ain't shit you gon' do to me

I hit the corner and shoot like I'm 23

Get the busting they thinking it's two of me

I grow up bad the streets they influenced me

My momma couldn’t get through to me

I'm shooting first 'cause a **** ain't shooting me

They killed my daddy I couldn’t go to sleep

Got no limit I'm feeling like Master P

They locked the door and I found the key

They say, "Von put them guns down"

Then what? Stand down get run down?

You won't believe how many **** I done fend down

I done turned my opps to fans now

I done got rich what’s the plan now?

Momma gotta house and a 2020 Benz now

I can fuck any bitch I want on Instagram now

I been that but bitch I'm the man now

Better stand down

I'm back in the hood with them drugs again

I'm from a place where these **** be judging

Back in the days I was struggling

They locked up couple **** been smuggling

They want smoke but my **** want all of it

Give them guns bring them back when your done with it

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it

Give the drop but you know that I come with it

Got no job I juts wanted a hundred bricks

Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds shit

No adrenaline I just be running shit

Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him

Run it up 'cause I be settling

All this love be coming with jealousy

Got enough, I don’t like you energy

Through the worst but got had to help me