Livin in hell, i must prevail
I wasnt born so i could work
And pay my bills lil ho
You got me f*cked up
How the f*ck you rather get your money from somebody else? that's chump stuff.
Lets put a price on your life, whatcha worth?
It seems like everybody feel like they deserve the earth
Without the work. that's not gon' work.
I been on my grind so long,
Somebody holla church!
You keep breathing so you know its working
This shit aint easy but i know for certain
Can't see it now homie but just hold it down
We gon figure out how to make 100 thou
Whip keep tippin' know yo bitch saw that!
& ima count my skrilla puffin weed all day...
Heavens to betsy somebody catch me
Im fallin, hopefully i land on both wallys
Wallabee, follow me to the top of sycamore
Sycamore, style on yo bitch she crack a smile at my whip
I can't stop til i dead and rot, grind til i'm rich
Don't be clenching up your fists
Go cry to yo biiisshhh boiii
Cause you ain't built for this son
How the f*ck we make millions
We got limited funds
This shits a scam if you ask me
Lacing up my shoes run in packs like a track meet
I gotta go get at me
Flashy
Naa im kiddin but i keep it classy
Got these women wondering how tf to get at me
Lil booty judy, she twerkin and flappin ass cheeks
Thinkin that im watchin i'm wondering where the cash be
I chimed back in it now fall back,
Whatchu thought bitch i'm after the cash and allaaaat
It's hard livin dont ever settle for less
It's a rough road ahead just putting you to the test
So the whip keep tippin' know yo bitch saw that!
& ima count my skrilla puffin weed all day...
Heavens to betsy somebody catch me
Im fallin, hopefully i land on both wallys
Trapbo' Chad - 100 Thou Lyrics
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Livin in hell, i must prevail
I wasnt born so i could work
And pay my bills lil ho
You got me f*cked up
How the f*ck you rather get your money from somebody else? that's chump stuff.
Lets put a price on your life, whatcha worth?
It seems like everybody feel like they deserve the earth
Without the work. that's not gon' work.
I been on my grind so long,
Somebody holla church!
You keep breathing so you know its working
This shit aint easy but i know for certain
Can't see it now homie but just hold it down
We gon figure out how to make 100 thou
Whip keep tippin' know yo bitch saw that!
& ima count my skrilla puffin weed all day...
Heavens to betsy somebody catch me
Im fallin, hopefully i land on both wallys
Wallabee, follow me to the top of sycamore
Sycamore, style on yo bitch she crack a smile at my whip
I can't stop til i dead and rot, grind til i'm rich
Don't be clenching up your fists
Go cry to yo biiisshhh boiii
Cause you ain't built for this son
How the f*ck we make millions
We got limited funds
This shits a scam if you ask me
Lacing up my shoes run in packs like a track meet
I gotta go get at me
Flashy
Naa im kiddin but i keep it classy
Got these women wondering how tf to get at me
Lil booty judy, she twerkin and flappin ass cheeks
Thinkin that im watchin i'm wondering where the cash be
I chimed back in it now fall back,
Whatchu thought bitch i'm after the cash and allaaaat
It's hard livin dont ever settle for less
It's a rough road ahead just putting you to the test
So the whip keep tippin' know yo bitch saw that!
& ima count my skrilla puffin weed all day...
Heavens to betsy somebody catch me
Im fallin, hopefully i land on both wallys
I wasnt born so i could work
And pay my bills lil ho
You got me f*cked up
How the f*ck you rather get your money from somebody else? that's chump stuff.
Lets put a price on your life, whatcha worth?
It seems like everybody feel like they deserve the earth
Without the work. that's not gon' work.
I been on my grind so long,
Somebody holla church!
You keep breathing so you know its working
This shit aint easy but i know for certain
Can't see it now homie but just hold it down
We gon figure out how to make 100 thou
Whip keep tippin' know yo bitch saw that!
& ima count my skrilla puffin weed all day...
Heavens to betsy somebody catch me
Im fallin, hopefully i land on both wallys
Wallabee, follow me to the top of sycamore
Sycamore, style on yo bitch she crack a smile at my whip
I can't stop til i dead and rot, grind til i'm rich
Don't be clenching up your fists
Go cry to yo biiisshhh boiii
Cause you ain't built for this son
How the f*ck we make millions
We got limited funds
This shits a scam if you ask me
Lacing up my shoes run in packs like a track meet
I gotta go get at me
Flashy
Naa im kiddin but i keep it classy
Got these women wondering how tf to get at me
Lil booty judy, she twerkin and flappin ass cheeks
Thinkin that im watchin i'm wondering where the cash be
I chimed back in it now fall back,
Whatchu thought bitch i'm after the cash and allaaaat
It's hard livin dont ever settle for less
It's a rough road ahead just putting you to the test
So the whip keep tippin' know yo bitch saw that!
& ima count my skrilla puffin weed all day...
Heavens to betsy somebody catch me
Im fallin, hopefully i land on both wallys