[Hook]
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
I gotta get my money right
[Verse 1]
It's hard growin' up in the struggle
Apartment buildings, low budget, I turned nothin' to somethin'
My mama lived with her mother, I grew up with my cousins
In the streets been through soo much, cause I ain't runnin' from nothin'
Lil nigga with big attitude, I'm gon' do what I gotta do
You don't know how good it feels it to throw my mom's a stack or 2
Be gone for months, come back with food and right back on that avenue
Spent years on that avenue, shed tears on that avenue
My niggas made decisions and did bids for that avenue, free Crazy James
Go to sleep, wake up with nothin' to eat, yeah that's a crazy thing
Sometimes I think I can just blink out this crazy dream
But reality it really ain't easy as I make it seem
Lost my nigga, why they off, my nigga?
I give it all up, what it cost, my nigga?
I ain't really ever give a fuck 'bout shit, but now I ain't ever gon' cross my niggas
Say Kobe, without you in these streets feel like I'm lost, my nigga
Shed soo many tears, make me feel weak, but I ain't soft, my nigga
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
100 days, 100 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
100 days, 200 nights
I gotta get my money right
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
100 days, 300 nights
I gotta get my money right
[Verse 1]
It's hard growin' up in the struggle
Apartment buildings, low budget, I turned nothin' to somethin'
My mama lived with her mother, I grew up with my cousins
In the streets been through soo much, cause I ain't runnin' from nothin'
Lil nigga with big attitude, I'm gon' do what I gotta do
You don't know how good it feels it to throw my mom's a stack or 2
Be gone for months, come back with food and right back on that avenue
Spent years on that avenue, shed tears on that avenue
My niggas made decisions and did bids for that avenue, free Crazy James
Go to sleep, wake up with nothin' to eat, yeah that's a crazy thing
Sometimes I think I can just blink out this crazy dream
But reality it really ain't easy as I make it seem
Lost my nigga, why they off, my nigga?
I give it all up, what it cost, my nigga?
I ain't really ever give a fuck 'bout shit, but now I ain't ever gon' cross my niggas
Say Kobe, without you in these streets feel like I'm lost, my nigga
Shed soo many tears, make me feel weak, but I ain't soft, my nigga
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