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von J. Cole, Bas

How come a nigga gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These niggas 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 bitch leave you on read
Don't push me, nigga
My feet on the ledge, this game is like follow the leader
If you lookin' closely enough, then you'll see that I'm lit

The moves that I made, the people I fed, the evil I ducked
They minds is two feet, but they lean on they crutch
I'm bleedin' from fightin' my demons head up
When I get the feat, they believe I get up
I come from a city where niggas ain't heard
Of until they popped in my first CD, now look

I'm on a Mount Rushmore
You niggas can't front no more, bitch, on arena to fee my show up
Wish I got it ringin' like freedom, I ducked
E&J fell out my cup, them bullets fly by, that should sober you up
I'm proud of my niggas, they never switched up

Don't care if it's Michael B
Jordan that's calling my woman
The fuck? She ain't never gon' pick up
Sadly, I can't say the same for you niggas
Couple of dollars be changin' you niggas, I pray for you niggas, but

How come a nigga gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These niggas 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, uh

It's not 'bout the money, it's more about time
Shit makes it sweet, you see how I spent mine
Burst through the ceiling, I'm feeling sublimed
Can't leave the game, yeah, 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 nigga gettin' into his prime?
Still gettin' better after all this time
These niggas 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
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