Hundred Times Lyrics

Bro got rich off the raps & rhymes

Man I tried that shit like a hundred times

Not that guy that sells that white, just make my dough and still no crimes

Yeah I make the tunes when I'm sober, don't pop pills or do no lines

Still I need a doctor, ain't no Dre, need actual help, there's countless signs

Bro got rich off the raps & rhymes

Man I tried that shit like a hundred times

Not that guy that sells that white, just make my dough and still no crimes

Yeah I make the tunes when I'm sober, don't pop pills or do no lines

Still I need a doctor, ain't no Dre, need actual help, there's countless signs

Never no handouts, I got 1 2 3

Countless streams

Numbers are only rising, never go back, I saw this in my dreams

Never turn back to reality, I'll be at the top and it's sooner than it seems

This is not just a fantasy, soon I'll be headlining Glastonbury

Don't put my trust in no one

I don't do no knife, no gun

I don't play games, that's no fun

Only ever grind, I won't run

See, I came through on like 10 streams, now I'm near 6 digits, hold up

If you're wanting a verse then bring that cash, if not then no love

Bro got rich off the raps & rhymes

Man I tried that shit like a hundred times

Not that guy that sells that white, just make my dough and still no crimes

Yeah I make the tunes when I'm sober, don't pop pills or do no lines

Still I need a doctor, ain't no Dre, need actual help, there's countless signs

Bro got rich off the raps & rhymes

Man I tried that shit like a hundred times

Not that guy that sells that white, just make my dough and still no crimes

Yeah I make the tunes when I'm sober, don't pop pills or do no lines

Still I need a doctor, ain't no Dre, need actual help, there's countless signs

And I'm so done with the fake shit

So so so done, man I hate it

Certain man just fake till' they make it

What I rap is real, embrace it

If I give you a chance then take it

If I give you a verse, just place it

If I give you a diss, then face it

No fuss, you can't escape it

And I'm so done with the fake shit

So so so done, man I hate it

Certain man just fake till' they make it

What I rap is real, embrace it

If I give you a chance then take it

If I give you a verse, just place it

If I give you a diss, then face it

No fuss, you can't escape it

Bro got rich off the raps & rhymes

Man I tried that shit like a hundred times

Not that guy that sells that white, just make my dough and still no crimes

Yeah I make the tunes when I'm sober, don't pop pills or do no lines

Still I need a doctor, ain't no Dre, need actual help, there's countless signs

Bro got rich off the raps & rhymes

Man I tried that shit like a hundred times

Not that guy that sells that white, just make my dough and still no crimes

Yeah I make the tunes when I'm sober, don't pop pills or do no lines

Still I need a doctor, ain't no Dre, need actual help, there's countless signs