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O.G. - 100 Lyrics



O.G. - 100 Lyrics




Aye, keeping it real, aye
Keeping it, keeping it real
Keeping it, keeping it, aye
Niggas be know.. I be keeping it real, aye
Aye, these niggas know I be keeping it real, aye

Keep this shit a dollar, I don't keep it fifty cent
I was out there every night, that Marathon on 55th
Nigga all I know is swipe, then I'm right back to the heights
I got a play right there on Taylor
Pull in that Shell, turn off yo lights
No play, just hard work
Been getting money since tall shirts
The first time they got behind us, bm tucked it in her purse
If I'm lying then I'm flying, and I ain't got no damn wings
I told this hoe no strings attached
Strings, strings, bitch no strings
How you ballin' with no green
I say you ballin' with no team
I'm like LeBron, he like Carmelo, bitch ballin' with no rings
Money come and money go
You hear em knock-knocking at the door
Yea, you know I'm laying low
If I ain't at home I'm at the store
If I ain't at home I'm getting dough
If I ain't home I'm doing shows
If I ain't at home I got my daughters, and you know we on the road
All my niggas ttb, I say my niggas trained to blow
I can't get it from the crib, so I be gone until I'm on
And it's free my nigga Moe, and it's free my O.G. Tone
When y'all come home just call my phone
But don't try to pull up you know I be gone
Running it up, no you can't have a loan
If you my nigga I'll put yo ass on
If he play crazy send shots to his dome
No, I'm not Gucci, but my money long
I'm draped in Gucci cause my money long
My life like a movie, I'm drinking patron
When you get to the light just hit a right
I was down bad I remember those nights
Ain't have no car, I hit licks on my bike
Now when they see me it's swiper no swipe
Before he hop out, I'm counting it twice
I'm tryna be rich by the end of the night
When I come home I'm sipping on sprite
When I come home I'm thumbing all night
Tuck in my daughters, then kiss em good night
Wake up tomorrow and live the same life
Wake up tomorrow and do it again
Why do she still love me, I f*cked all her friends
In a few years I'ma get her a Benz
I swear we gone ride this shit out til the end
100
Keep it 100
These niggas be faking, man all these bitches they want it
But I keep it 100, keep it 100
All these niggas be faking, I swear to god these hoes want it
But I'm gon' keep it 100, 100
Aye, nigga keep it 100
Aye, keep it 100, aye
Keep it 100
Keep it 100
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Aye, keeping it real, aye
Keeping it, keeping it real
Keeping it, keeping it, aye
Niggas be know.. I be keeping it real, aye
Aye, these niggas know I be keeping it real, aye

Keep this shit a dollar, I don't keep it fifty cent
I was out there every night, that Marathon on 55th
Nigga all I know is swipe, then I'm right back to the heights
I got a play right there on Taylor
Pull in that Shell, turn off yo lights
No play, just hard work
Been getting money since tall shirts
The first time they got behind us, bm tucked it in her purse
If I'm lying then I'm flying, and I ain't got no damn wings
I told this hoe no strings attached
Strings, strings, bitch no strings
How you ballin' with no green
I say you ballin' with no team
I'm like LeBron, he like Carmelo, bitch ballin' with no rings
Money come and money go
You hear em knock-knocking at the door
Yea, you know I'm laying low
If I ain't at home I'm at the store
If I ain't at home I'm getting dough
If I ain't home I'm doing shows
If I ain't at home I got my daughters, and you know we on the road
All my niggas ttb, I say my niggas trained to blow
I can't get it from the crib, so I be gone until I'm on
And it's free my nigga Moe, and it's free my O.G. Tone
When y'all come home just call my phone
But don't try to pull up you know I be gone
Running it up, no you can't have a loan
If you my nigga I'll put yo ass on
If he play crazy send shots to his dome
No, I'm not Gucci, but my money long
I'm draped in Gucci cause my money long
My life like a movie, I'm drinking patron
When you get to the light just hit a right
I was down bad I remember those nights
Ain't have no car, I hit licks on my bike
Now when they see me it's swiper no swipe
Before he hop out, I'm counting it twice
I'm tryna be rich by the end of the night
When I come home I'm sipping on sprite
When I come home I'm thumbing all night
Tuck in my daughters, then kiss em good night
Wake up tomorrow and live the same life
Wake up tomorrow and do it again
Why do she still love me, I f*cked all her friends
In a few years I'ma get her a Benz
I swear we gone ride this shit out til the end
100
Keep it 100
These niggas be faking, man all these bitches they want it
But I keep it 100, keep it 100
All these niggas be faking, I swear to god these hoes want it
But I'm gon' keep it 100, 100
Aye, nigga keep it 100
Aye, keep it 100, aye
Keep it 100
Keep it 100
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Writer: Peyton Lee
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Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Peyton Lee

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