Creative Gold - 100 lyrics

[Verse 1: Rod-A-Stuy] This the remarkable essence of being me Sk**s don't apply to this You shouldn't see a fee A lot of n***as ain't living A lot of n***as ain't driven A hundred miles and running a transition to be Something these b**h n***as wasn't able or accustomed to see The obscene surreality A end of me “Do You Wanna Ride” not what Hov did for Emory Based off appetite hell yeah this is gluttony I put the stock on the market you wanna f** with me Have team just in case you ain't watching your back n***as will k** so I hope you relying on that Don't get discouraged out here n***a you gotta live With everything that's acquired be willing to give I ain't here for the comfort of selling no dreams So I don't give a f** about you or your self-esteem One hundred Mother f**er [Verse 2: V!C] I gotta body them f** who ever doubted me then Presence of the young lords who gonna stop me then Kick game stupid Givenchy sweaters Acting like nobody better, but f** it man it's whatever And I don't give a f** I say what I want n***a I'm arrogant I gotta f** how you feel n***a My whole team stars, n***as was born to shine Elevated in new sh** taking this rap sh** by surprise Essence of the new school. Oh, You ain't heard of me I beat that b**h p**y up she needed surgery A young G Camo down to the shorts and briefs Smoking on some good Kush n***a nobody high as me Aiming for the throne n***a sorry for the casualties I gotta murder these rap n***as saying they after me It's now or never we switching b**hes the stock exchange Even if my son came up he couldn't block his reign One Hundred [Verse 3: Creative Gold] f** these n***as f** these b**hes Swear I care about everything but these b**hes E-Z widers and Swishers. Silver tone on the switches Swear we making a k**ing why mention one of these n***as Realest to ever do it, illest that ever will Give respect when it's due and your bill is overdue still Don't feel none of these rappers so f** all of these rappers Hold it down for the west to the city of the Raptors No punch line rap these are New York facts Anybody want beef handle that like where they at? You can talk a lot of bull if you want just for the heat of it Get poked up for the green on that Benzino sh** Smoking tropical weed you never been to the tropics And I don't need me a deal to for them to know that Im popping Stop it that red light will get your head right n***a Catch me slipping I'll get you back the same night n***a huh One Hundred [Verse 4: Suazo] Used to doubt a n***a look what I became Dream that I will ball now Im in the game Yes Im getting money but no I'll never change Criticism's needed though they still can't justify my name More simple also plain Gotta Nikon flow I'm focused mane I decease everything when the beat go bang And your mind go bang Kurt Cobain Gimmie all and nothing less f** them n***as Im the best Kush and Henny got me a mess Cuz lately I been under stress Look here it's money over b**hes My daughter over all They see Im getting better They pray for me to fall I pray for something special Just looking at her smile Got me thinking God has blessed you But f** that look at me now Rep my team like Im supposed to Shorty screaming there he go b**hes on my team on my team like the radio FM stereo we on that 80's baby flow And your lady always play me so don't ever try to play me ho One Hundred