Countin' 100s

I ain't never had shit.
I don't know why niggas hatin' on me 'cause I got somethin'
They won't hate when I had none
You don't want me hating if you had none

Fell asleep countin twenties, woke up countin' hundreds
Thinkin' 'bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin'
Don't talk about it, you talk about it, we are about it
I see you muggin' at these foreigns when we hope up out 'em
You might catch me out of town rockin' crowds wildin'
All my block walkin' round with a lot of thousands
Fell asleep countin twenties, woke up countin' hundreds
Thinkin' 'bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin'

When you call my phone for verses, I need fifty hundreds
I can't take no shorts or nothing, I feel like I'm hustlin'
I'm from the streets, my whip from Tokyo, my Tec from Russia
My shorty's off them hitters bustin', be so quick to bust ya
We VIP, don't show ID, slide in, all the fools with me
I'm a self-made boss, no employees, everything gotta go through me
Killers around me, every nigga you seen been day one niggas around me
Broke niggas can't sit around me, fuck niggas don't sit around me
Used to leave school, go straight to the block
I'm about to buy a watch for the time I used to waste on the block
And I just bought a Glock for niggas try to hate and whatnot
Send hollow tips right through his shirt
And now it's pics on the lot
And why you hatin', 'cause I talk 'bout what I got, I ain't braggin'
Niggas know I grindin' to the top and I'm still grindin'
And shinin' like my diamonds
Benji's, Grant's and Jackson's
Fuckin' drop your bitch off, you could trick off me, I'm stackin'

Fell asleep countin twenties, woke up countin' hundreds
Thinkin' 'bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin'
Don't talk about it, you talk about it, we are about it
I see you muggin' at these foreigns when we hope up out 'em
You might catch me out of town rockin' crowds wildin'
All my block walkin' round with a lot of thousands
Fell asleep countin twenties, woke up countin' hundreds
Thinkin' 'bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin'

Last summer man I ran through like eight hundreds
On mostly nothin' so this summer just watch how I'm coming
Ran through at least twenty with the gang and that's on Roc
In the game every day the shit the same, it never stop
I buy thirty slizzies for the block, but all my homies getting guap
They hustlin', hundred deep 'cause the opps cannot pull on our block
50 shot drum go ra-ta-ta
We don't even let 'em get off no shot
Cancel my shows, all four's of the drop
Smokin' dope, still turn up the spot
Started from the bottom, not a dollar I remember
Roaches in the kitchen nigga, no heat in December nigga
Livin' with my granny, mother, sister, aunty, and her children
All apartment buildings nigga, I don't think you know the feeling
But this money don't mean shit to me
Never let the fame or no bitches get to me
And every time I breathe, I keep smellin' victory
Countin' twenties 'til I sleep like I'm sippin' Easter paint, nigga

Fell asleep countin twenties, woke up countin' hundreds
Thinkin' 'bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin'
Don't talk about it, you talk about it, we are about it
I see you muggin' at these foreigns when we hope up out 'em
You might catch me out of town rockin' crowds wildin'
All my block walkin' round with a lot of thousands
Fell asleep countin twenties, woke up countin' hundreds
Thinkin' 'bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin'