J. Cole - 1 0 0 . m i l ' lyrics

How come a ni**a ain't enter his prime? Still gettin' better after all this time These ni**as say that they killers, they lyin' Only thing I see 'em killin' is time One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind Never peddled rock, never said a lot, only what need to be said Got a little guap, when you get a lot, won't no b*tch leave you on read Don't push me, ni**a, my feet on the ledge This game is like follow the leader, if you looking closely enough, then you'll see that I led The moves that I made, the people I fed, the evil I ducked They minds is too feeble, they lean on they crutch I'm bleeding from fighting my demons head up When I get defeated, believe I get up I come from a city most ni**as ain't heard of until they popped in my first CD, now look I'm on that Mount Rushmore, you ni**as can't front no more, b*tch, I'ma reign until FEMA show up When shots got to ringing, like freedom, I ducked E&J fell out my cup Them bullets fly by, that sh*t sober you up I'm proud of my ni**as, they never switched up Don't care if it's Michael B. Jordan that's calling my woman to fu*k, she ain't gon' never pick up Sadly, I can't say the same for you ni**as A couple of dollars be changing you ni**as I pray for you ni**as, but How come a ni**a ain't enter his prime? Still gettin' better after all this time These ni**as say that they killers, they lyin' Only thing I see them killing is time One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh It's not 'bout the money, it's more about time sh*t makes sense when you see how I spend mine Burst through the ceiling, I'm feeling sublime Can't leave the game yet, I feel like LeBron One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the, uh How come a ni**a ain't enter his prime? Still gettin' better after all this time These ni**as say that they killers, they lyin' Only thing I see 'em killin' is time One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind One hundred mil' and I'm still on the grind Ooh, one hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still One hundred mil' and I'm still