100 In A Minute
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- 2020s
- hardcore hip hop
- gangsta rap
- drill
- east coast hip hop
- cloud rap
- latin trap
- trap
- hip hop
Lyrics
Chorus
Run it up, stack a hundred in a minute
See the ops lurking, but you know that we ain't finished
Pull up with my gang, every move I make, they mimic
Came up from the pain, now they all up in my business
Post-Chorus
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Verse 2
Eyes on the streets, they clocking my lane
Voices say they wit' you, but they folding in the rain
Changed for a buck, sold out for a name
I kept it real from the jump, put the fake to shame
Pre-Chorus
Diamond teeth gritted, can't take what I'm giving
Built from the struggle, my whole squad winning
Step in the room, know they all pay attention
Pressure make a diamond, we don't fold under tension
Chorus
Run it up, stack a hundred in a minute
See the ops lurking, but you know that we ain't finished
Pull up with my gang, every move I make, they mimic
Came up from the pain, now they all up in my business
Post-Chorus
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Bridge
Trophies in the safe, I remember empty pockets
Kept the circle tight, cut the leeches off, we locked in
Talking heavy, but they never step or walk it
Earned respect, turn the heat up, now they watching
Verse 3
Stories written on my skin, battles never leave
Took a risk every night, all I wanted was to breathe
Frozen heart, showed no love to a snitch
Money on my mind, heavy lies on my list
Keep a shooter close, every promise came with pain
Built my empire outta scars and the rain
Know these blessings came from hunger, never luck
I was scheming on a dollar just to run it up
Pre-Chorus
Diamond teeth gritted, can't take what I'm giving
Built from the struggle, my whole squad winning
Step in the room, know they all pay attention
Pressure make a diamond, we don't fold under tension
Chorus
Run it up, stack a hundred in a minute
See the ops lurking, but you know that we ain't finished
Pull up with my gang, every move I make, they mimic
Came up from the pain, now they all up in my business
Post-Chorus
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
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